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S .  Spiritual 

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In  Three  BOOKS; 

'/.  **       '  X 

x  I.  Collected  from  the  Scriptures.  | 
jj  II.  Compofed  on. divine  Subjects.  X 
I  III.  Prepared  for  the  Lord's  Supper.  | 

x    By  Isaac  Watts,  D.  D;  § 

<J  The  Twenty-firft  Edition. 


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)4  worthy,  &c.  for  thou  waft  Jlain,  and  haft  re-  )| 
X      dee?ned  us,  &c.    Rev.  v.  o.  X 

0  Solid  eflent  (i.  e.  Chriftiani)  convenire,  car-  ;,,{? 
X  menque  Chrifto  quafi  Deo  dicere.  Plinius  v 
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X  BOSTON: 

X  Printed  by  Wi  l  l  i  a  m  M'A  l  p  i  n  e  in  Marl- 

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MDCCLXVi.  X 

'  X 


THE 

PREFACE. 

^JS©^  H  I  L  E  we  fing  the  praifes  of  our 
J^  ^     God  in  his  church,   we  are  em- 

M  5§t     P^°7e^  in  tnat  Part  °*"  wormip» 

V^^£W-W  which  of  all  others  is  the  neareft 
a-kin  to  heaven ;  and  'tis  pity  that 
this,  of  all  others,  mould  be  performed  the 
worft  upon  earth.  The  gofpel  brings  us  near- 
er to  the  heavenly  ftate  than  all  the  former 
difpenfations  of  God  amongft  men  :  and,  in 
thefe  laft  days  of  the  gofpel,  we  are  brought 
almoft  within  fight  of  the  kingdom  of  our 
Lord  ;  yet  we  are  very  much  unacquainted 
with  the  fongs  of  the  New  Jerufalem,  and 
unpractifed  in  the  work  of  praife.  To  fee  the 
dull  indifference,  the  negligent  and  thought- 
lefs  air,  that  fits  upon  the  faces  of  a  whole 
affembly,  while  the  pfalm  is  on  their  lips, 
might  even  tempt  a  charitable  obferver  to  4p- 
fpect  the  fervency  of  inward  religion  ;  and  pis 
much  to  be  feared,  that  the  minds  of  moll  of 
the  worihippers  are  abfent  or  unconcerned. 
Perhaps  the  modes  of  preaching,'  in  the  beft 
churches,  ftiil  want  fome  degrees  of  reforma- 
tion ;  nor  are  the  methods  of  prayer  fo  per- 
iect.  as  to  Hand  in  need  of  no  correction  or 
improvement.  But  of  all  our  religious  folem- 
nities,  Pfalmody  is  the  molt  unhappily  mana- 
ged :  that  very  action,  which  mould  elevate 
us  to  the  moft  delightful  and  divine  fenfations, 
doth  not  only  flat  our  devotion,  but  too  often 
A  2  awaken 


The     PREFACE. 
a-jwaken  our  regret,  and  touches  all  the  fprlngs. 
of  uneafmefs  within  us. 

I  have  been  long  convinced,  that  one  great 
occafion  of  this  evil  ar'nes  from  the  matter  and 
words  to  which  we  confine  all  our  fongs; 
fome  of  them  are  almoft  oppofite  to  the  fpirit 
of  the'gofpel;  many  of  them  foreign  to  the 
{bate  of  the  New  Teftament,  and  widely  dif- 
ferent from  the  prefent  circumftances  of  Chri- 
icians.  Hence  it  comes  to  pafs,  that  when  ipi- 
rkual  fcfFe&rons  are  excited  within  us,  and  our 
fouls,  are  raifed  a  little  above  this  earth  in  the 
beginning  cf  a  pfaka,  we  are  checked  on  a 
ilidden  in  our  afcent  toward  heaven,  by  fome 
expreSfons  that  are  nroft  fuitedto  the  days  of 
carnal  ordinances,  and  fit  only  to  be  fung  in 
the  worldly  fanauary.  When  we  are  juft  en- 
tering into  an  evangelical  frame,  by  feme  of 
the  glories  cf  the  gofpel  presented  in  the  bright- 
eft  figures  cf  Judaifm,  yet  the  very  next  line, 
perhaps,  which  the  Clerk  parcels  out  unto  us, 
hath  feme  thing  in  it  fo  extremely  Jewiih  and 
cloudy.,  that  daikens  our  fight  of  God  the  Sa- 
viour: thus,  by  keeping  too  clofe  to  David  in 
the  boufe  cf  God;  the  vail  of  Mofes  is  thrown 
over  our  hearts.  While  we  are  kindling  into 
divine  love,  by  the  meditations  of  the  loving 
kindnefs  cfGov>,  and  the  multitude  of  his  ten- 
der mercies,  within  a  few  verfes  fome  dreadful 
curife  again  ft  men  is  propofed  to  our  lips  ;  that 
'Cod  ixould  add  iniquity  unto  their  iniquity, 
nor  let  them  come  into  his  right eotifnefs ,  but  blot 
ihem  out  of  the  hoo-k  of  the  living,  Pfal.  Ixix. 
56,  27,  28  ;  which  is  fo  contrary  to  the  new 
commandment  of  loving  our  enemies  ;  and  e- 
pien  under  the  Old  Teftament  is  beft  account- 
ed for,  by  referring  it  to  the  fpirit  of  prophe- 
tic vengeance.  Some  fentences  of  the  Pfal- 
mift,  that  are  esprefEve  of  the  tempers  of  our 

own 


The    P  RE  FAC  E.  v 

own  hearts,  and  the  circumflanccs  of  our  lives, 
may  compofe  our  fpirits  to  ferioufnefs,  and  al- 
lure us  to  a  fweet  retirement  within  ourfelves  ; 
but  we  meet  with  a  following  line,  which  fo  pe- 
culiarly belongs  but  to  one  action  or  hour  of  the 
life  of  David,  or  of  Afaph,  that  breaks  off  our 
fong-iri  the  midft;  our  confciences  are  aiiright- 
ed?  left  we  fbould  fpeak  a  falihood  unto  God  : 
thus  the  powers  of  our  fouls  are  mocked  on  a 
fudden,  and  our  fpirits  ruffled,  before  we  have 
time  to  reflect  that  this  may  be  fung  only  as  a 
Mftory  of  ancient  faints  ;  and,  perhaps,  in 
fome  inllances,  that  falvo  is  hardly  fufficient 
neither  :  befides,  it  almoft  always  fpoils  the 
devotion,  by  breaking  the  uniform  thread  of 
it.  For  while  our  lips  and  our  hearts  run  on 
fweetly  together,  applying  the  words  to  our 
own  cafe,  there  is  fome  thing  of  divine  delight 
in  it ;  but  at  once  we  are  forced  to  turn  off  the 
application  abruptly,  and  our  lips  fpeak  no- 
thing but  the  heart  of  David.  Thus  our  own 
hearts  are,  as  it  were,  forbid  the  purfuit  of  the 
fong,  and  then  the  harmony  and  the  worfhip 
grow  dull  of  meer  neceffity. 

Many  Mmifters,  and  many  private  Chrifti- 
ans,  have  long  groaned  under  this  inconveni- 
ence, and  have  wiihed  rather  than  attempted 
a  reformation  :  at  their  importunate  and  re- 
peated requefls,  I  have  for  fome  years  pail  devo- 
ted many  hours  of  leifure  to  this  fervice.  Far 
be  it  from  my  thoughts  to  lay  afide  the  book 
of  Pfalms  in  public  worfhip  ;  few  can  pretend 
fo  great  a  value  for  them  as  myfelf :  it  is  the 
moft  artful,  moil  devotional  and  divine  collec- 
tion of  poefy  ;  and  nothing  can  be  fuppofed 
more  proper  to  raife  a  pious  foul  to  heavea 
than  fome  parts  of  that  book :  never  was  a 
piece  of  experimental  divinity  fo  nobly  writ- 
ten^ and  fo  juftly  reverenced  ajid  admired  : 
A  3  but 


vi  Tie    P  RE  F ACE. 

but  it  muft  be  acknowledged  (till,  that  there 
are  a  thoufand  lines  in  it  which  were  not  made 
for  a  church  in  our  days,  to  affume  as  its  own. 
There  are  alio  many  deficiencies  of  light  and 
glory,  which  our  Lord  Jesus  and  his  apoftles 
have  lupplied  in  the  writings  of  the  New  Te- 
ftament ;  and  with  this  advantage  I  have  com- 
peted thefe  Spiritual  Songs,  which  are  now 
prefented  to  the  world.  Nor  is  the  attempt 
vain-glorious  or  prefuming  ;  for,  in  refpeet  of 
clear  evangelical  knowledge,  The  leafi  in  tks 
kingdom  of  heaven  is  greater  than  all  the  Je*w- 
ijb  prophets,  Matt.  xi.  n. 

Now  let  me  give  a  Inert  account  of  the  fol- 
lowing compofures. 

The  greateft  part  cf  them  are  fuited  to  the 
general  Hate  of  the  gofpel,  and  the  moft  com- 
mon affairs  of  Chriitians.  I  hope  there  will 
be  very  few  found  but  what  may  properly  be 
ufed  in  a  religious  alfembly,  and  not  one  of 
tjiem  but  may  well  be  adapted  to  ibme  feafons, 
either  of  private  or  of  public  wormip.  The 
moft  frequent  tempers  and  changes  of  our  fpi- 
rit,  and  conditions  of  our  life,  are  here  co- 
pied, and  the  breathings  of  our  piety  expreft 
according  to  the  variety  of  our  pafficns,  our 
love,  our  fear,  our  hope,  our  defire,  our  for- 
row,  our  wonder,  and  our  joy,  as  they  are  re- 
fined into  devotion,  and  act  under  the  influ- 
ence and  conduct  of  the  blefled  Spirit ;  all  con- 
verfmg  with  God  the  Father,  by  the  new  and 
living  Way  of  accefs  to  the  throne,  even  the 
perfqn  and  the  mediation  of  our  Lord  Jesus 
Christ  :  to  him  alfo,  even  to  the  La??ib  that 
nuas  /lain  and  no<w  lives,  I  have  addreiled  ma- 
ny a  fong ;  for  thus  doth  the  Holy  Scripture 
inftrucl  and  teach  us  to  worfhip,  in  the  vari- 
ous fiiort  patterns  of  chriflian  pfalmody,  de- 
scribed 


The    P  REFJCE.  vii 

fcribed  in  the  Revelations.  I  have  avoided 
the  more  obfeure  and  controverted  points  of 
chriftianity,  that  we  might  all  obey  the  di- 
rection of  the  word  of  G  od,  Tm&Jing  kis  prai- 
fes  iv it 6  underfianding,  Pfal.  xlvii.  7.  The 
contentions  and  diftingutfhing  words  of  feels 
and  parties  are  fecluded,  that  whole  affem- 
blies  might  auift  at  the  harmony,  and  diffe- 
rent churches  join  in  the  fame  worfhip  with- 
out offence. 

If  any  expreilions  occur  to  the  reader  that  fa- 
vour of  an  opinion  different  from  his  own,  yet 
he  may  obferve  thefe  are  generally  fuch  as  are. 
capable  of  an  extenfive  fenfe,  and  may  be  ufed 
with  a  charitable  latitude.  I  think  'tis  moft 
agreeable,  that  what  is  provided  for  public 
ringing,  mould  give  to  flncere  confeiences  as. 
little  difturbance  as  poiFole.  However,  where 
any  unpleafmg  word  is  found,  he  that  leads, 
the  worfhip  may  fubflitute  a  better;  for  (bter* 
fed  be  God)  we  are  not  confined  to  the  words, 
of  any  man  in  our  public  folemnities. 

The  whole  Book  is  written  in  four  forts  o£ 
metre,  and  fitted  to  the-  moft  common  tunes. 
I  have  feldom  permitted  a  flop  in  the  middle 
of  a  line,  and  feldom  left  the  end  of  a  line  with- 
out one,  to  comport  a  little  with  the  unhappy 
mixture  of  reading  and  fmging,  which  cannot 
prefently  be  reformed*  The  metaphors  are 
generally  funk  to  the  level:  of  vulgar  capaci- 
ties. I  have  aimed  at  eafe  of  numbers  and 
fmoothnefs  of  found,  and  Endeavoured  to  make 
the  fenfe  plain  and  obvious.  If  the  verfe  ap- 
pears fo  gentle  and  flowing,  as  to  incur  the 
cenfure  of  feeblenefs,  I  may  honeftly  affirm, 
that  fometimes  it  coil  me  labour  to  make  it  fo  : 
fome  of  the  beauties  of  poefy  are  neglected,  and 
fome  wilfully  defaced.  I  have  thrown  out  the 
lines  that  were  too  fonorous,  and  have  given 

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vm  The    PREFACE. 

an  allay  to  the  verfe,  left  a  more  exalted  turn 
of  thought  or  language  mould  darken  or  di- 
fturb  the  devotion  of  the  weakeft  fouls.  But 
hence  it  comes  to  pafs,  that  I  have  been  forced 
to  lay  afide  many  Hymns  after  they  were  fi- 
niilied,  and  utterly  exclude  them  from  this  vo- 
lume, becaufe  of  the  bolder  figures  of  fpeech 
that  crouded  themfelves  into  the  verfe,  and  a 
more  unconfined  variety  of  number,  which  I 
could  not  eafily  reftrain. 

These,  with  many  other  divine  and  moral 
compofures,  are  now  printed  in  a  fecond  edi- 
tion of  the  poems,  entitled  Hora  Lsrica :  for 
as  in  that  book  I  have  endeavoured  to  pleafe 
and  profit  the  politer  part  of  mankind,  with- 
out offending  the  plainer  fort  of  Chriftians,  fo 
in  this  it  has  been  my  labour  to  promote  the 
pious  entertainments  of  fouls  truly  ferious,  e- 
.  ven  of  the  meaneft  capacity  ;  and,  at  the  fame 
time,  (if  pofiible)  not  to  give  difguft  to  per- 
fons  of  richer  fenfe  and  nicer  education :  and 
I  hope,  in  the  prefent  volume,  this  end  will  ap- 
pear to  be  purfued  with  much  greater  happi- 
nefs  than  in  the  firft  impreflion  of  it,  tho'  thi 
world  amires  me  the-  former  has  not  much  rea- 
fon  to  complain. 

The  whole  is  divided  into  three  Books. 

In  the  Firjl>  I  have  borrowed  the  fenfe,  and 
much  of  the  form  of  the  fong,from  fome  particu- 
lar portions  of  Scripture,  and  have  paraphrafed 
melt  of  the  doxologies  in  the  New  Teftament, 
that  contain  any  thing  in  them  peculiarly  evan- 
gelical ;  and  many  parts  of  the  Old  TeftameRf 
alfo,  that  have  a  reference  to  the  times  of  the 
Mcffiah.  In  thefe  I  expect  to  be  often  cenmred, 
for  a  too  religious  cbfervance  of  the  words  of 
Scripture,  whereby  the  verfe  is  weakened  and 
debafed,  according  to  the  judgment  of  critics ; 
but  as  my  whole  defign  was  to  aid  the  devotion 

of 


The    P  RE  F ACE.  h 

of  CImftians,  fo  more  efpecially  in  tills  part  : 
and  I  am  fatisfied  I  fhall  hereby  attain  two  ends, 
viz.  affift  the  worihip  of  all  ferious  minds,  to 
whom  the  expreffions  of  Scripture  are  ever  dear 
and  delightful ;  and  gratify  the  tafte  and  incli- 
nation of  thofe,who  think  nothing  muft  be  fang 
unto  God  but  the  translations  of  his  own  word: 
yet  you  will  always  find  in  this  paraphrafe  dark 
expreffions  enlightened,  and  the  Levitical  cere- 
monies and  Hebrew  forms  of  fpeech  changed  in- 
to the  worlhip  of  the  gofpel,  and  explained  in 
the  language  of  our  time  and  nation ;  and  what 
would  not  bear  fuch  an  alteration,  is  omitted 
and  laid  afide.  After  this  manner  fhould  I  re- 
joice to  fee  a  good  part  of  the  book  of  Pfalms 
fitted  for  the  ufe  of  our  churches,  and  David 
converted  into  a  Chriftian :  but  becar#fe  I  can- 
not perfuade  others  to  attempt  this  glorious 
work,  I  have  fuffered  myfelf  to  be  perfuaded  to 
begin  it ;  and  have,  through  divine  goodnefs, 
already  proceeded  half  way  through. 

Ths  Second  Part  confifts  of  Hymns,  whofe 
form  is  of  mere  human  compofure ;  but  I  hope 
the  fenfe  and  materials  will  always  appear  di- 
vine. I  might  have  brought  fome  text  or  other, 
and  applied  it  to  the  margin  of  every  verfe,  if 
this  method  had  been  as  ufeful  as  it  was  eafy. 
If  there  be  any  poems  in  the  Book  that  are  ca- 
pable of  giving- delight  to  perfons  o£  a  more  re- 
fined taflc  and  polite  (education,  perhaps  they 
may  be  found  in  this  part ;  but  except  they  lay 
afide  the  humour  of  criticifm,  and-  enter  into 
a  devout  frame,  every  ode  here  already  defpairs 
of  pleaung.  I  confefs  myfelf  to  have  been  too 
often,  tempted  away  from  the  more  fpiritual 
defigns  I  propofed,  by  fome  gay  and  flowery 
expreflions  that  gratified  the  fancy ;  the  bright 
images  too  often  prevailed  above  the  fire  of  di- 
vine affection;  and  the  light  exceeded  the  heat : 

yet 


x  The    P  RE  F  ACE. 

yet,  I  hope,  in  many  of  them,  the  reader  will 
find,  that  devotion  dictated  the  fong,  and  the 
head  and  hand  were  nothing  but  interpreters 
and  fecretaries  to  the  heart ;  nor  is  the  mag- 
nificence or  boldnefs  of  the  figures  compara- 
ble to  that  divine  licence  which  is  found  in  the 
eighteenth  and  fixty  eighth  Pfalms,  feveral 
chapters  of  Job,  and  other  poetical  parts  of 
Scripture :  and,  in  this  refpect,  I  may  hope  to 
efcape  the  reproof  of  thofe  who  pay  a  facred 
reverence  to  the  Holy  Bible. 

I  have  prepared  the  Third  Part  only  for  the 
celebration  of  the  Lord's  fupper,  that,  in  imi- 
tation of  our  blefled  Saviour,  we  might  fing 
an  hymn  after  we  have  partaken  of  the  bread 
and  wine.  Here  you  will  find  fome  paraphra- 
fes  of  Scripture,  and  fome  other  compofitions. 
There  are  above  an  hundred  Hymns  in  the  two 
former  parts  that  may  very  properly  be  ufed  in 
this  ordinance,  and  fometimes,  perhaps,  appear 
more  fuitable  than  any  of  thefe  laft  ;  but  there 
are  expreffions  generally  ufed  in  thefe,  which 
confine  them  only  to  the  table  of  the  Lord;' 
and  therefore  I  have  diftinguifhed  and  fet  them 
by  themfelves. 

If  the  Lord, who  inhabits  the  praifes  of  Ifra- 
el,fhall  refufe  to  fmile  upon  this  attempt  for  the 
reformation  of  pfalmody  amongfl  the  church- 
es, yet  I  humbly  hope'  that  his  blefled  Spirit 
will  make  thefe  compofures  ufeful  to  private 
Chriftians ;  and  if  they  may  but  attain  the  ho- 
nour of  being  efieemed  pious  meditations,  to 
aflat  the  devout  and  the  retired  foul  in  the  ex- 
ercifes  of  love,  faith,  and  joy,  'twill  be  a  va- 
luable compenfation  of  my  labours :  my  heart 
ihall  rejoice  at  the  notice  of  it,  and  my  God 
fhail  receive  the  glory.  This  was  my  hope  and 
and  vow  in  the  ririt  publication ;  and  'tis  now 
my  duty  to  acknowledge  to  him,  with  thank- 

iulnefs, 


The    PREtJCE.  xi 

fiilnefs,  how  ufeful  he  has  made  thefe  compofi- 
tions  already,  to  the  comfort  and  edification  of 
focieties,  and  of  private  perfons  :  and,  upon 
the  fame  grounds,  I  have  a  better  profpeft, 
and  a  bigger  hope  of  much  more  fervice  to  the 
$ hurch,  by  the  large  improvements  of  this  edi- 
tion, if  the  Lord,  who  dwells  in  Zion,  fhall 
favour  it  with  his  continued  bleffing. 

Advtrtifementi  concerning  thefecond 
Edition. 

I.  ^pHERE  are  almofl  150  new  Hymns 
X  added,  and  one  or  more  fuited  to 
every,  theme  and  fubject  in  divinity.  Having 
found,  by  converfe  with  Chriftians,  what  words 
or  lines  in  the  former  made  them  kfs  ufeful, 
I  have  not  only  made  various  corrections  in 
them,  but  have  endeavoured  to  avoid  the  fame 
miftakes  in  all  the  new  compofures.  And 
"whereas  many  of  the  former  were  too  particu- 
larly adapted  to  fpecial  frames  and  feafons  of 
the  chriftian  life,  almoft  all  that  are  added 
have  a  more  general  and.extenfive  fenle,  and 
jnay  be  aifumed  and  fung  by  moll  perfons  in 
a  worshipping  congregation. 

II.  About  14  or  15  Pfalms  that  were  trans- 
lated in  the  firft  edition,  are  left  out  in  this, 
becaufe  I  intend  (if  God  afford  life  and  affift- 
ance)  to  convert  the  biggeft  part  of  the  book 
of  Pfalms  into  fpiritual  fongs  for  the  ufe  of 
Chriftians ;  yet  the  fame  numbers  are  ftill  ap- 
plied to  the  Hymns,  that  there  might  be  no 
confufion  between  the  firft  and  fecond  edition. 

III.  In  all  the  longer  Hymns,  and  in  fomc 
of  the  ihorter,  there  are  feveral  ftanza's  inclu- 
ded in  crotchets  thus,  [] ; .  which  ftanza's  may 

be 


:;ii  Advsrt ifementf,  Sec. 

be  left  out  in  finging,  without  disturbing  the 
ienfe.  Thofe  parts  are  alfo  included  infuch 
crotchets,  which  contain  words  too  poetical 
for  meaner  understandings,  or  too  particular 
for  whole  congregations  to  ling.  But  after 
all,  'tis  beft  in  public  pfalmody,  for  the  Mini- 
fter  to  choofe  the  particular  parts  and  verfes 
of  the  Pfalm  or  Hymn  that  is  to  be  fung,  ra- 
ther than  leave  it  to  the  judgment  or  cafual 
determination  of  him  that  leads  the  tune. 

IV.  The  effay  concerning  the  improvement 
of  pfalmody,  by  the  ufe  of  evangelical  hymns, 
which  took  up  many  pages  of  the  laft  edition, 
is  quite  left  out  here;  partly  left  the  bulk  mould 
fwell  too  much,  but  chiefly  becaufe  I  intend  a 
more  complete  treatife  of  pfalmody,  in  which 
the  fubilance  of  that  eflay  will  be  interfperfed, 
and,  I  hope,  with  fuller  evidence  of  the  duty  of 
finging  new  fongs  to  him  that  fits  upon  the 
throne,  fince  the  Lamb  is  afcended  thither  too. 
Jpril,   1709, 

Note,  Since  the  fixth  edition  of  this  Book, 
the  Author  has  finiihed  what  he  had  fo  long 
promifedr  viz.  The  Pfalms  of  David  imitated 
in  the  language  of  the  Neiv  Tef  anient ;  which 
the  world  feems  to  have  received  with  appro- 
bation, by  the  fale  of  fome  thoufands  in  a  year's 
time  :  there  the  reader  will  find  thofe  Pfalms, 
which  were  left  out  of  all  the  latter  editions  of 
thefe  Hymns,  inferted  in  their  proper  places.  It 
is  prefumed  that  that  Book,  in  conjunction  with 
this,  may  appear  to  be  fuch  a  fufficient  provifi- 
on  for  pfalmody,  as  to  anfwer  moft  occafions 
of  chriftian  life  :  and,  if  an  Author's  own  opi- 
nion may  be  taken,  he  efteems  it  the  greateft 
work  that  ever  he  has  publilhed,  or  ever  hopes 
to  do,  for  the  ufe  of  the  .churches. 
March  3,  1719-20. 

A  TABXE 


TAB     L     E 

To  find  any  Hymn  by  the  firft  Line, 


iV^/«f,  The  Letters,  a,  I,  c,  denote  the  firft, 
fecond,  or  third  Bock  :  the  Figures  direft 
to  the  Hvmn, 


A.  B.  H, 

W^^P^re  and  tremble,  for  our  God  a     42 

■3@C  ^38C-  ^^ » tf;2^  ^  wj:  Saviour  bleed  b       0 

2£58(5i   ^U  mortal  vanities  begone  a     2^ 

dnd  are  we  wretches  yet  alive  b   105 

Mnd  mujl  this  body  die  bno 

^W  wow  the  fcales  have  left  mint  eyes  b     81 

-tfr(/*,   my  foul,   my  joyful  powers  b      82 

At  thy  conmiand,  our  dexreft  Lord  c      19 

Attend  while  God's  exalted  Son         \  bi*o 

^W<?,  kj  /W/,  #r//>,  2^  jr«*^  a     20 

-*iu*to,  our  fouls,  away  our  fears  a     4g 

■d^ay  from  every  mortal  care  b    123 

B. 
gdclward  with  humhlefhame  nve  look  a     57 
^^n,mytongUe,fomeheav'nly theme  b     69 


A     T  A  B  L  E. 

•/  difagfee 
Behold  the  blind  their  fight  -receive 
Behold  the  glories  of  the  Lamb 
Behold  the  grace  appears 
Behold  the  potter  and  the  clay 
heboid  the  Rofe  of  Sharon  here 
Behold  the  woman's  promts' 'd  Seed 
Behold  the  wretch  whofe  luft  and  wh 
Behold  what  wond'reus  grace 
Blefs'd  are  the  humble  jozds  that  fee 
Blcfd  he  the  everlafling  God 
Blcfd  be  the  Father  and  his  love 
Blef  'd  is  the  man  nuhofe  cautious  feet 
B  Iff d morning  nuhofe  young  dawning  rays  b 
Blefd  with  the  joys  of  innocence 
Blood  has  a  voice  that  moves  the  fzies 
Bright  King  of  Glory ,  dreadful  God 
Broad  is  the  road  thai  leads  to  death 
Bury' 'd  in  Jhadows  of  the  night 
B*ut  few  a?nong  the  carnal  wife 

C. 

ffjAN  creatures  to  perfeclicn  find  h   170 

Chrift  and  his  crofs  is  all  our  theme     a   119 
Come,  all  harmonious  tongues  b     84 

Come,  dearef  Lord,  defend  and  dwell  a   135 
Come,  happy  fouls,  approach  your  God 
Come  hither  all  ye  weary  fouls 
Come,  Holy  Spirit,   heav'nly  Dove 
Come,  let  us  join  a  joyful  tune 
Come,  let  us  join  our  chearful  fongs 
Come,   lei  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 
Come,  let  us  lift  our  voices  high 
Come,  we  that  love  the  Lord 

D. 

T*\Aughters  of  Sion,  come,  behold         a     72 
Dear  Lcrd,  behold our  fore  difirefs  b   163 

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B.  K. 

Dear  eft  of  all  the  names  above  b  24S 

Death  cannot  make  our  fouls  afraid  b  49 

Death  may  difolve  my  body  Apw  a 

Death  J   'tis  a  melancholly  day  b  5 

Deceivd  by  fubtle  fna'res  of  hell  a  107 

Deep  in  the  duft  before  thy  throne  a  124 

Defend  from  heav'n,  immortal  Dove  b  23 

£><?  <u,^  not  know  that  folemn  np'oM  a  122 

Down  headlong  from  their  native  files  b  96 

Dread  ^ov' reign,   let  my  evning  fong  b  7 


;'r7 


-  / 


E. 

IT  RE  the  blue  heavens  we're  ft 

abroad          .              .  I  2 

Eternal  Sovereign  cf  the  f:y  b  149 

Eternal  Spirit,  *uie  cohfefs  b  £33 

£    » 

XT  Jit  h  is  the  bright  sfi  evidence.  a  120 
F^r  from  my  thought,  vain  'world 

be  gone  b  1^ 

Father,   1  long,   I  faint  to  fee  b  63 

Father,  we  wait  to  feel  thy  grace  c  24 

Firm  'and  vrimovd  are  they  a  2g 

Firm  as  the  earth  thy  grfpel  ftands  a  138 

from  heav'n  the  finning  angels  felt  b  c;r 

From  ihc€,   my  God*         joys  Jhall  rife  b  75 


&?"{""  '-    ™tury  ^efetong          ^  a  1 14 

'    Give  me  tie  wi-ngj  oj  faith  to  rife  b  140 

Glory  to  Cod  the  Trinity  c  29 

Clory  to  Cod  thai  walks  the  fty  b  5y 

Clary  to  Cod  the  Father 's  name            .  c  27 

6?."/  is  a  Spirit  juft  and  wife  a  136 

God  of  the  morning,  at  whoje  voice  a  79 

6^  0/*  /^  y^/}  /^  thundering  voice  b  70 

6W,  //£<?  eternal  awful  name  b  27 

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:vi  A     T  A  B  L  E. 

CW,  who  in  various  -methods  Hid 
Co  preach  my  go/pel,  faith  the  Lord 
Go  worjhip  at  Immanuer.;  feet 
Great  God,   how  infinite  art  fro:'. 
Great  God,  I  own  il:y  "fenHncs  juji 
Great  God,  thy  glories  jhall  employ 
Great  God,  to  what  a  glorious  height 
Great  King  of  Glory  and  of  Grace 
Great  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great 

H. 
Z-/y^Z)  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jzws  a.   134 

Happy  the  Church,  thou  facred  place  b     64 
Happy  the  heart  where  graces  reign 
Hark!  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  found 
Hark  !  the  Redeemer  from  or.  high 
Hear  what  the  voice  from  heaven  pro- 

claims 
Hence  from  my  foul  fad  thoughts  be  gone  b 
Here  at  thy  crofs,  my  dying  God 
High  as  the  heav'ns  above  the  ground 
High  on  a  hill  of  dazzling  light 
Hofanna,  <&c. 

Hofanna  to  our  conquring  King 
Hofanna  to  the  Prince  of  high 
Hofanna  to  the  Royal  Son 
Hofanna  with  a  cheerful  Jound  . 
How  are  thy  glories  here  difplay'd 
How  beauteous  are  their  feet 
How  can  I  fink  wiih  fuck  a  prep 
How  condefcending  and  how  kind 
How  full  of  anguiflo  is  the  thought 
ff oiv  heavy  is  the  night 
How  honourable  is  the  place 
How  large  the  pr  'jinife,  how  divine 
How  oft  have  Jin  and  fat  an  Jlrove 
How  rich  are  thy  provijions,   Lord 

v  fad  our  (late  by  nature  is 

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A     T  A  B  L  E,  xvii 
B.  H. 

How  Jhall  I praife  th\  eternal  God  b    166 

If  oiv  Jhort  and  ha  fly  is  our  life  b      32 

Honv  Jloould  the  fons  of  Adam'/  race  a     86 

How  Jirong  thine  arm  is,  mighty  God  a      aq 

How  fweet  and  awful  is  the  place  c      13 

Ho<vj  vain  are  all  thi-ags  here  below  b     48 
Honv    wond'rous  great,    honv  glorious 

bright  -fo     2  J 
I. 

J  Cannot  bear  thine  ah  fence,   Lord  b   117 

J  give  inwiortal  praife  c      ^S 

I  hate  the  tempter  and  his  char?ns  h    1^6 

I  lift  my  banners,  faith  the  Lord  a     29 

/  love  the  windows  of  thy  grace  b   ?az 

Pm  not  ajham'd  to  own  my.  Lord  a   io° 

J  fend  the' joys  of  earth  away  b      n 

I  fing  my  Saviour's  wond'rous  death     .  b    114 

Jehovah  fpeaks,  let  Ifr'el  hear          ..  a     84 

Jehovah  reigns,  his  throne  is  high  b    168 

Jeius,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold  a   14c 

Jefus  invites  his  faints  c        2 

Jefus  is  gone  above  the  flies  c        6 

Jefus,   the  Man  of  conf  ant  grief  a      12 

Jeftis,  we.  blefs  thy  Father's  name       <  a     54 

Jefus,  we  bow  before  thy  feet  c      18 

Jefus,  with  all  thy  faints  above  b '  -  29 

In  Gabriel' s  hand  a  mighty  Jlone  a      Co 

In  thine  own  ways,  0  God  of  Love  a     30 

In  vain  the  wealthy  mortals  toil  a     24 

In  vain  we  lavifh  out  our  lives  a       9 

Infinite  grief  I  amazing  woe  b     oc 

Join  all  the  glorious  names  a   10c 

Join  all  the  names  oj  love  and pow'r  a  1 49 

Is  this  the  kind  return  b 


Kind 


K 


74 


/V  thefpeech  of  Chrift  our  Lord  a     73 
B  3  Z<j<frff 


xvilx  A    TABLE. 

L.  B.  H. 

J  Aden  with  guilt ,  and  full  of fears  b    119 

Let  all  our  tongues  be  one\  c        9 

Let  everlafing  glories  crown  b    131 

Let  ev*ry  mortal  ear  attend  a       7 

Let  God  the  Father  live  c      28 

Let  him  embrace  my  foul  end  live  a     66 

Let  God  the  Maker  s  name  c      31  . 

Le.t  me  but  hear  ??iy  Saviour  fay  a      15 

Let  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  fng  a      58  ■ 

Let  others  boajl  how  jlrong  they  he  b      19 

Let  Pharifees  of  high  ejleem  a   133 

Let  the  old  heathens  tune  their  fongs  b     21 

Let  the  feventh  angel  found  on  high  a     65 

Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie  b     99 

Let  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood  ,  b    160 

Let  them  neglecl  thy  glory,   Lord*  ^     35 

Let  us  adore  th'  eternal  Word  c        5 

Life  and  immortal  joys  are  gi'Sn  b   125 

Life  is  the  time  to  ferve  the  Lord  a     88 

Lift  up  your  eyes  to'th'  heavenly  feats  b      37- 

Like  /beep  we  went  aft  ray  a   142 

Lo  the  young  tribes  of  Adam  rife  a      90 

Lo  what  a  glorious  fight  appears  a,.    11 

Lo  what  an  entertaining  fight  a     44 

Long  have  I  fat  beneath  the  fund  b    165 

Look  gracious  God,  how  nnnirous  they  a     47 

Lord,   at  thy  te?nple  we  appear  a      19 

Lord,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are  c      11 

Lord,  how  fecure  and  blefs'd  are  they  b     57 

Lord,  how  fecure  my  conference  was  a   115 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  bounteous  hand  c     20 

Lord,  we  adore  thy  vajl  defigns  b    109 
Lord,  we  are  blind,  we  mortals  blind    b      26 

Lord,  we  confefs  our  numerous  faults  am 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece  a     37 

Lord,  what  a  heav'n  of  faving  grace  b      16 

Lord}  what  a  thought  left  wretch  was  /a     36 

Lord  1 


A"    T  A  B  L  E,-  xix 

B,  H. 

Lord,  what  a  wretched  land  is  this        b     53 

Lord,  when  my  thoughts  with  wonder  roll  b       £ 

Loud  hallelujahs  to  the  Lord  a     46 

M. 
fylAN  has  a- foul  of  vaft  defires  b    146 

i       Miflaken  "fouls  'thai l  dream  of  hea'o yn  a   140- 
My  dear  Redeemer  and  my  Lord  b    1 39 

My  drowfy  powers,  why  Jleep ye  fo  b     2£ 

/jfy  6W,  how  endlefs  is  thy  love  a     81 

My  God,   my  life,  my  love  b     93 

M?  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love  b     94 

My  God,  permit  me  not  to  be  b   122 

7>/y  6W,  the  fpring  of  all  my  joys  b     54 

iJfy  6W,  lute  endlefs  pleafures  dwell    b     42 
My  heart  how  dreadful  hard  it  is  b     98 

My.Savimir  God,  my  fov '  reign  Prince    b   14 1 
My  foul  come  meditate  the  day  b     61 

My  foul  for  fakes  her  vain  delight  b      10 

My  thoughts  on  awful  fubj eels  roll       .   b     '2 
My  thoughts  furmount  thefe  lower  Jkies  b   163 

N. 

JsJAked  as  from  the  earth  we  came  a       5 
Nature  with  all  her  pow'rfhalljing  b        1 

Nature  with  open  volume  fiands  c      10 

No,    I'll  repine  at  death  no  ?nore  b   102 

No,  I Jhall  envy  them  no  more  b     56 

No  wore,  my  God,  I  boajl,  no  more  a  109 

Nor  eye  has  feen,  nor  ear  has  heard  a  105 

?Sot  all  the  blood  of  beajls  b  1 42 

Not  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth  a     95 

Not  different  food  or  different  drefs  a   126 

Not  from  the  dufl  affile! ion  grows  a     8§ 

Not  the  ?nalicious  or  prophane  a   104 

Not  to  condemn  the  fons  of  men  a  1 00 

Not  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord  b   152 

Not  with  our  mortal  ejes  a  108 

Noiu 


xx  A      1    A  B  h  E\ 

B.  H 

'  Now  be  the  God  of  Ifr'el  blefs'd  a     50 

Now  by  the  bowels  of  my  God  a   130 

Now  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praife  b     43 
Now  have  our  hearts  embraced  our  God  c  - 14 

Now  in  the  gal  Tries  of  h:s  grace  a     77 

Now  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood  a     91 

Nvw  let  a  fpacious  world  arife  b   147 

Now  let  our  pains  be  all  forgot  c      1 6 

Now  let  the  Lord  my  Saviour  fmile  .  b     50 

Now  fat  an  comes  with  dreadful  roar  b   157 

Now  fh  all  my  inward  joys  arife  a     39 

Now  to  the  Lord  a  noble  fong  b     47 

Now  to  the  Lord  that  makes  us  know  a     61 

Now  to  the  power  of  God  fupr erne  a   137 

O. 

Q  For  jzn  overcoining  faith  a     71 

01  if  my  foul  were  formed  for  woe  b   106 

0  the  almighty  Lord  b     8c 

0  the  delight s,  the  heavenly  joys  b     9 1 

Often  I feek  my  Lord  by  night  a     71 

0?ice  more,  my  foul,  the  rijing  day  b        6 

Our  days,  alas,  our  mortal  days  b     39 

Our  God  how  firm  his  promifeflands  b     4c 

Our  fins ,  tfAz//  how  fir  ong  they  be  b     86 

Our  fouls  jhall  magnify  the  Lard  a     60 

Our  fpirits  join  t*  adore  the  Lamb  c     22 


plunged  in  a  gulph  of  dark  defpair       b     79 
Praife>  everlajling  praife  be  paid     b     70 

R. 

X>Aife  thee,  my  foul,  fly  up,  and  run     b  33 

Raife your  triumphant  fongs               b  104 

Rife,  rife,  my  foul*  and  leave  the  ground  b  17 


A    TABLE. 

S.  B.  Hi 

QJints,  at  your  heavenly  Father's  word  a   1 29  \ 

Salvation  I   0  the  joyful  found  b     88 

See  where  the  great  incarnate  God  a     45 

Shall  the  vile  race  of  fiefh  and  blood  a     82 

Shall  we  go  on  to  Jin  a   106 

Shall  wifdom  cry  aloud  a     92 

Shine,  mighty  God,  on  Britain  floine  a     35 

Shout  to  the  Lord,   and  let  our  joys  b     92 

Sin  has  a  thoufand  treacherous  arts  b     50 

Sin  like  a  venomous  difeafs  b   153 

Sing  to  the  Lord,  that  built  the  /hies  b      13 

Sing  to  the  Lord  with  joyful  voice  a     43 

Sing  ta  the  Lord,  ye  heavenly  hofis  b     62. 

Sitting  around  our  Father  s  board  c      23 

So  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raife  a  112 

So  let  our  lips  and  lives  exprejs  a    132 

So  new-born  babes  deft  re  the  breaft  a   143 

Stand  up,  my  foul,  fhake  off  thy  fears  b     77 

Stoop  down ,  my  thoughts,  that  ufe  to  rife  b     2S 

Strait  is  the  way,  the  door  is  fir  ait  b   16 1 


eT'Errib!e  God,  that  reign fi  on  high",  b     22 

That  awful  day  will  fire ly  come  b   107 

Thee  we  adore,  eternal  name  b     5  <f 

The  glories  of  my  Maker,  God  b     71 

The  God  of  Mercy  be  adord  c      30 

The  King  of  Glory  fends  his  Son  b   136 

The  lands  that  long  in  darknefs  lay  a      1 3 

The  law  by  Mofes  came  a   118 
The  law  commands,   and  makes  us  know  b   12 1 

The  Lord  declares  his  will  b    120 

The  Lord  defending  from  above  b   126 

The  Lord  Jehovah  reign  r  b    169 

The  Lord  on  high  proclaims  b     85 

The  majefty  of  Solomon*  b   113 

The  mem'ry  of  aur  dying  Lord-  C      15 

The 


*x*h  A    TABLE. 

B.   Hr 

The  pfomife  of  my  Father' 's  love  c  3 

The  pron.ife  was  divinely  free  b  134 

The  true  MejTiah  now  appears  b  12 

77^  i*g/re  of  my  Beloved  founds  a  69 

The  wondering  '■world  enquires  to  know  a  7^ 

There  is  a  houfe  not  made  with  hands  a  no 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight  b  66 

There's  no  ambition  fwells  my  heart  a  33 

There  was  an  hour  when  Chrift  rejoiced  a  n 
Thefe  glorious   minds   how  bright   they 

rjbine                         »  a  41 

This  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love  h  138 

Thou,  whom  my  foul  admires  above  a  67 

Thus  did  the  fons  o/*Abra'm  />#//  b  127 

77w.r  far  the  Lord  has  led  me  on  a  80 

Thus  faith  the  firfl,  the  great  command  a  116 

Thus  faith  the  high  and  lofty  One  a  87 

Thus  faith  the  Ruler  of  the  flits  b  83 

Thus  faith  fhe  ?nercy  of  the  Lord  a  1 2 1 

Thus  faith  the  wifdom  of  the  Lord  a  93 

Thy  favours,  Lord,  furprife  our  fouls  b  45 

Time,  what  an  empty  vapour  'tis  b  58 

*Tis  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come  b  129 

'7?j  from  the  treafures  of  his  word  a  147 

yT?s  not  the  law  of  ten  commands  b  124 

To  God  the  only  wife  a  51 

To  him  that  chofe  us  firji  a  ^9 

*Twas  by  an  order  from  the  Lord  a  39^ 

'Twas  on  that  dark,,  that  doleful  night  b  151 

sTwas  the  commiflcn  of  our  Lord  a  52 

V. 

If  J IN  are  the  hopes  the  fons  of  men  a  94 

Vain  are  the  hopes  that  rebels  place  a  99 

U?ifoaken  as  the  facred  hill  a  22 

Up  to  the  field  where  angels  lie  b  41 

Up.  to  the  Lord,  that  re:^?>s  en  high  b  46 

WE 


A    TAB  L  E. 

W. 

Jj/rE  are  a  garden  ivalTd  around 

We  blefs  the  prophet  of  He.  Lord 
We  fing  thi*  amazing  deeds 
We  fing  the  glories  of  thy  love 
Welcome  fweef  day  of  reji 
Well,   the  Redeemer's  gone 
What  different  poixj'rs  of  grace  and  fin 
What  equal  honours  /ball  <uje  bring 
What  happy  men  or  angels  tkefe 
What  mighty  Man,   or  mighty  God 
Whence  do  our  mournful  thoughts  arife 
When  I  can  read  rdftitle  clear 
When  in  the- light  of  faith  divine 
IVhen  I  furvey  the  wond'rous  crofs 
When  ive  are  raised  from  deep  difirefs 
When  fir  angers  fiand  and  hear  me  tell 
When  the  firfi  parents  of  our  race 
When  the   great  Builder  firetcFd  the 

fkies 
Where  are  the  mourners,  faith  the  Lord 
Who  can  defer ibe  the  joys  that  rife 
Who  has  believed  thy  word 
Who  is  this  fair  One  in  diftrefs 
Who  fhall  the  Lord 's  elect  condem?! 
Why  did  the  Jews  proclaim  their  rage 
Why  does  your  face,  ye  humble  fouls 
Why  do  ye  mourn  departing  friends 
Why  is  my  heart  fo  far  from  thee 
Why  fhould  the  children  of  a  King 
Why  fhould  this  earth  delight  us  fo 
Why  fhould  nve  ft  art,  and  fear  to  die- 
With  chearful  voice  I  fing 
With  holy  fear  and  humble  fong 
With  joy  we  meditate  the  grace 


E. 

-  -m 
H. 

a 

74 

b 

13a 

c 

i7 

a 

56 

b 

H 

b 

36 

b 

*43 

a 

63 

a 

40 

a 

23 

?. 

32 

b 

6> 

b 

101 

c 

7 

a 

SS 

a 

76 

b 

78 

b 

24 

b 

i?4 

a 

101 

a 

141 

a 

78 

a 

1-4 

a 

4 

b 

85 

b 

3 

b 

20 

a 

144 

b 

164 

b 

3* 

a 

48 

h 

44 

a 

125 

XE 


XXIV 


A     TABLE. 


Y.  B.  H. 

^jTE  faint s,  hoiv  lovely  is  the  place  a      38 

Te  fons  of  Adam,  vain  and  young  a     89 

Te  that  obey  th"  immortal  King  a     34 


J-*  ION  rejoice,  and  Judah  ftrg  b  1 


II 


t^  Note,  Dr.  Watts 's  Pfalms  may  be  had 
*t  the  fame  Place  with  this. 

A,i  ,j,  A.  ,-t,  A  ,4,  ,*,  ,->,  ■*,  ,*,  ■♦.  ,j,  *.,4  ,+.  ,♦,  j,  ,j   j  -f.  {.  j,  f.  ,4,  ,t.  ,f<A,ir»t..ir.*f 


HYMN'S 


'gismsniiiiiiig 

HYMNS 

AND 

Spiritual   Songs. 

BOOK     I. 

Collefted  from  the  Holy  ScriptureSc 


I.   A  neiv  fong  to  the  Lamb  that  was  Jlaitt% 
Rev.  v.  6,  8,  9,  10,   12. 

1  K^Q^EH0LD  the  gloi*Ies  of  &e  Lamb, 
^B^|       Amidft  his  Father's  throne : 
W^V  Prepare  new  honours  for  his  name, 

•  And»fongs  before  unknowao 

2  Let  elders  worfhip  at  his  feet. 

The  church  adore  around, 
With  vials  full  of  odours  fweet9 
And  harps  of  fweeter  found, 

3  Thofe  are  the  prayers  of  the  faints* 

And  thefe  the  hymns  they  raife  : 
Jesus  is  kind  to  our  complaints, 
He  loves  to  hear  our  praife. 

£4  Eternal  Father,  who  fhall  look 
Into  thy  fecret  will  ? 
Who  but  the  Son  mall  take,  taat  book, 
Aud  open  ev'uy  feal  I 

C  s  Ke 


2  Hymns   and  Book  I. 

5  He  fnall  fulfil  thy  great  decrees ; 

The  Son  deferves  it  well : 
Lo,  in  his  hand  the  fov'reign  keys 
Of  heav'n,  and  death,  and  hell  l~J 

6  Now  to  the  Lamb,  that  once  was  flain, 

Be  endlefs  bleffings  paid  ; 
Salvation,  glory,  joy,  remain 
For  ever  on  thy  head. 

^  Thou  haft  redeem 'd  our  fouls  with  blood, 
Haft  fet  the  pris'ners  free; 
Haft  made  us  kings  and  priefts  to  God, 
And  we  fhall  reign  with  thee. 

8  The  worlds  of  nature  and  of  grace 
Are  put  beneath  thy  pow'r ;       ^L 
Then  ftiorten  thefe  delaying  days, 
And  bring  the  promis'd  hour. 

II.  7#<f  deity  and  humanity  e/C  hrist,  John  u 
I,  3,  14.     Col.  i.   16.     Eph.  iii.  9,  10. 

RE  the  blue  ^eav'ns  were  ftretch'd  abroad' 
From  everlafting  was  the  Word  ; 
With  God  he  was  :  the  Word  was  God,. 
And  rau'ft  divinely  be  ador'd. 

By  his,own  pow'r  were  all  things  made ; 
By  him  fupported  all  things  ftand  : 
He  is  the  whole  creation's  head, 
And  angels  fly  at  his  command. 

Ere  fin  was  born,  or  fatan  fell, 
He  led  the  hoft  of  morning  ftars ; 
(Thy  generation  who  can  tell, 
Or  count  the  number  of  thy  years  ? ) 

But  lo,  lie  leaves  thofe  heav'nly  forms, 
The  Word  defcends  and  dwells  in  k:l«f, 
That  he  may  hold  converfe  .with  -wbrms, 
Dcefs'd  in  fugh  fc^bk  fle,lh  as  they. 

5  Mortals 


'E 


Book  I.         Spiritual   Soncs.  £ 

5  Mortals  with  joy  beheld  his  face, 
Th'  eternal  Father's  only  Son  ; 

How  full  of  truth  !  how  full  of  grace  f 
When  thro'  his  eyes  the  Godhead  ihone ! 

6  Archangels  leave  their  high  abode, 
To  learn  new  myft'ries  here,  and  tell 
The  loves  of  our  descending  God, 
The  glories  of  Emanuel. 

III.  The \nativity  of Christ,  Lukei.  30,  &*• 
and  ii.  10,  <&c. 

I  TTEhold,  the  grace  appears,  JJr 
f3     The  promife  is  fulfiil'd; 
Mary,  the  wond'rous  virgin,  bears, 
And  Jesus  is  the  child .  *Qr 

[2  The  Lord,  the  higheft  God-, 
Calls  him  his  only  Son; 
He  bids  him  rule  the  lands  abroad, 
And  gives  him  David's  throne, 

3  O'er  Jacob  (hall  he  reign 

With  a  peculiar  fway; 
The  nations  fhall  his  grace  obtain, 
His  kingdom  ne'er  decay.  ] 

4  To  bring  the  glorious  news, 

A  heavJnry  form  appears ; 
He  tells  the  ihepherds  of  their  joys, 
And  banilhes  their  fears. 

5  Go,  bumble  fnuains,  (faid  he) 

To  David's  city  fly  ; 
The  promised  Infant ,   born  to-day u 
Doth  ik  a  ?nanger  lie. 

6  With  looks  and  hearts  ferene,     \ 

Go  vijit  Christ  your  Kingm 
And  ftraight  a  flaming  troop  was  i 
The  fiepherds  heard  them  fing, 

C  2  7  Glory 

■  if:    . 


5j  Hymns    and  l^Q* 1 

7  Glory  //?  God  o»  high  I 

And  heavenly  peace  g;;  earth, 
Gbod-ivill  to  visn,  to  angels  joy, 
At  the  Redeemer's  birth  ! 

j[8  In  worfhip  fo  divine 

Let  faints  employ  their  tongues  ; 
With  the  celeftial  holt  we  join, 
And  loud  repeat  their  longs ; 

9  Glory  to  God  on  high  ! 

And  heav'nly  peace  on  earth, 
Good--<wi!l  to  men,  to  angels  joy, 
At  our  Redeemer's  birth  /] 

•  W .  Referred  to  the  id  P/aln:. 

V.  Submljfion  to  a fflicTwe  providences,  Jobi.  21, 
i   l^TAkedas  from  the  earth  we  came, 

X  ^1      And  crept  to  life*  at  firit, 

We  to  the  earth  return  again, 
And  mingle  with  our  dull. 

2  The  dear  delights  we  here  enjoy, 
And  fsndly  call  our  own. 
Are  but  ihort  favours  borrow'd  now, 
Tg  be  repaid  anon, 

1   *Tis  God  that  iirts  our  comfort;  high, 
Or  (Inks  them  in  the  grave  ; 

?  gives,  and  (bleued  be  h'.s  name  iX 
fie  takes  bat  what  he  gave. 

4  Peace,  all  our  angry  pafiion?  then; 
Let  each 'rebellious  figh 
Ee  filent  at  his  fby'retgn  will, 
#      And  ev'ry  murmur  die. 

fmiiing  mercy  crown  our  lives, 
Its  praifes  flia.ll  be  fpread, 
I  vjc'W  adore  the  juftice  too  . 
it  ftrikes  our  comforts  de  id. 

VI.  Triumph 


Book  I.   /      Spxxitual    Songs.  c 

VI..  Triumph  over  death,  Job  xix.  25,  26>  27. 
.1    S^\  Rieat  God,  I  own  thy  fentence  juft, 

\jj.      And  nature  muft  decay  -, 

I  yield  my  body  to  the  duft, 
To  dwell  with  fellow-clay. 

2  Yet  faith  may  triumph  o'er  the  grave, 

And  trample  on  the  t^mhs  : 

My  Jesus,  my  Redeemer,  lives  \ 

My  God,  my  Saviour  comes. 

3  The  mighty  Conqu'ror  mail  appear 

Highl  on  a  royal  feat, 
And  de;^th,  the  laft  of  all  his  foes* 
Lie  v;|nquifh'd  at  his  feet. 

4  Tho'' greedy  worms  devour  my  fkin, 

And  gnaw  my  wafting  flefhr 
When  God  fhall  build  my  bones  again5 
He  clothes  them  all  afrefh  : 

5  Then  mail  I  fee  thy  lovely  face 

With  ftrpng  immortal  eyes, 
And  feaft  upon  thy  unknown  grace 
With  pleafure  and  furprife. 

VII.  The  invitation  of  the  gofpel ;  or,  fpiritual 
food  and  clothing,  Ifa.  lv.   1,  2,  he* 

1  T     ET  ev'ry  mortal  ear  attend, 
I    4     And  ev'ry  heart  rejoice, 

The  trumpet  of  the  gofpel  founds 
With  an  inviting  voice. 

2  Ho  !  all  ye  hungry  ftarving  fouls. 

That  feed  upon  the  wind, 
And  vainly  ftrive,  with  earthly  toys, 
To  fill  an  empty  mind ; 

3  Eternal  wifdom  has  prepar'd 

A  foul-reviving  feaft, 
And  bids  your  longing  appetites 
The  rich  provinoa  tafte, 

CB  ■    4  Ho! 


£  H  y  m  n  s    sa  J  Book  It 

4  J  To  1  ye  that  pint  for  living  fires  xns, 

And  pine  away  and  die, 
Here  you  may  quench  your  raging  thirfl 
With  fprings  that  never  dry. 

5  Rivers  of  love  and  mercy  here 

In  a  rich  ocean  join  ; 
Salvation  in  abundance  flows, 
Like  floods  of  milk  and  wine,,, 

[6  Ye  perifhlng  and  naked  poor, 
"Who  .work  with  mighty  pain, 
To  weave  a  garment  of  your  can, 
That  will  not  hide  your  fins  ; 

K  Come,  naked,  and  adorn  your  fouls 
In  robes  prepar'd  by  God, 
Wrought  by  the  labours  of  his  Son, 
And  dy'd  in  his  own  blood.  J 

3  Dear  God  !   the  treafures  of  thy  love 
Are  everlafling  mines, 
Deep  as  our  helplefs  mis'ries  are, 
And  boundlefs  as  our  fins  t 

9  The  happy  gates  of  gofpel- grace 
Stand  open  night  and  day  : 
Lord,  we  are  come  to  feek.  iupplieSj, 
And  drive  our  wants  away. 

VIII.  Thefafety  end  prott&ion  of  the  chuvoJi,. 
Ifa.  xxvi.  i,  2,  3,  4,  5,  6. 

1  T  TOW  honourable  is  the  place 
X  X     Where  we  adori'ig  ftand, 
Zion,  the  glory  of  the  earth, 

And  beauty  of  the  hmd  i 

2  Bulwarks  of  mighty  grace  defend       '     - 

The  city  where  we  dwell ; 
The  walls,  of  ftrong  falvation  made* 
Defy  th'sfiaults-cf  hell. 

3  Lift 


B'cok  L  Spiritual    Sosgs.  1 

3  Lift  up  the  everlafting  gates, 

The  doors  wide  open  fling  ; 
Enter  ye  nations,  that  obey 
The  ftatutes  of  our  King. 

4  Here  fliall  you  tafte  unmingled  joys, 

And  live  in  perfect  peace  ; 
You  that  have  known  Jehovah's  names  . 
And  ventur'd  on  his  grace. 

5  Truft  in  the  Lore,  for  ever  truft,.  . 

And  banifh  all  your  fears  : 
Strength  in  the  Lord  Jehovah  dwells?  , 
Eternal  as  his  years. 

6  What  tho'  the  rebels  dwell  on  high, 

His  arm  fhall  bring  them  low ; 
Low  as  the  caverns  of  the  grave 
Their  lofty  heads  fhall  bow. 

7  On  Babylon  our  feet  fhall  tread, 

In  that  rejoicing  hour  ; 
The  ruins  of  her  walls  fhall  fpread 
A  pavement  for  the  poor. 

IX.  The  promifes  of  the  covenant  of  grace y. 
Ifa.  lv.  r,2.  Zech.  xiii.  i.  Mic.  vii.  19, 
Ezek..  xxxvi.   25,  <&c„ 

1  TN  vain  we  lavifh  out  our  lives, 
X     To  gather  empty  wind  ; 

The  choi ceil  bleffings  earth  can  yield. 
Will  ftarve  a  hungry  mind.  ^ 

2  Come,  and  the  Lor r>  fhall  feed  our  fouk  , 

With  more  fubftantial  meat, 
With  fuch  as  faints  in  glory  love, 
With  fuch  as  angels  eata 

3  Our  God  wilt  ei?*ry  want  fupply, 

And  Ell  our  hearts  with  peace ; 
He  gives  by  cov'nant  and  by  oath 
The  riches  of  his  grace. 

4  Come^ 


$  Hymns    and  Bock  J, 

4  Come,  and  he'll  cleanfe  our  fpctted  fouls, 

And  warn  away  our  ftains 
,   In  the  dear  fountain  that  his  Son 

Pour'd  from  his  dying  veins. 

f  5   Our  guilt  mall  vanifh  all  away, 
Tho'  black  as  hell  before  ; 
Our  fins  lhail  fink  beneath  the  fea^ 
And  (hail  be  found  no  more. 

6  And  left  pollution  mould  o'erfpread 

Our  inward  pow'rs  again, 
His  Spirit  fhall  bedew  our  fouls 
Like  purifying  rain.] 

7  Our  heart,  that  flinty  ftubborn  thing, 

That  terrors  cannot  move, 
That  fears  no  threat'nings  of  his  wrath, 
Shall  be  diifolv'd  by  love  : 

8  Or  he  can  take  the  flint  away 

That  would  not  be  refin'd  \ 
And  from  the  treafures  of  his  grace 
Beftowa  fofter  mind.. 

9  There  mail  his  facred  Spirit  dwell, 

And  deep  engrave  his  law, 
And  ev'ry  motion  of  our  fouls 
To  fwift  obedience  draw. 

io  Thus  will  he  pour  falvation  dow», 
And  we  fhall  render  praife ; 
We  the  dear  people  of  his  love, 
And  he  our  God  of  grace. 

X.  The  blejfednefs  of  gofpel-timet ;  or,  the  re- 
velation of  Christ  t9  Jews  and  Gentiles, 
Ifa.  v.  2,  7,  8,  9,  io.      Matt.  xiii.  16,  17- 
1  TjOW  beauteous  are  their  feet 
Jfl     Who  ftand  on  Zion's  hill, 
Who  bring  falvation  on  their  tongues, 
And  words  cf  pea<;e  reYCal ! 


Book  I.  S  P  1  R  ITO-AL-SONOS,  .» 

2  How  charming  is  their  voice  \ 
How  fweet  the  tidings  are  ! 
i(  Zhn,  behold  thy  Saviour-King, 
"  He  reigns  and  triumphs  here.*' 

g  How  happy  are  our  ears, 
That  hear  this  joyful  {bund, 
Which  kings  and  prophets  waited  for, 
And  fought,  but  never  found j 

4  How  bleffed  are  our  eyes, 
That  fee  this  heav'nly  light ; 

Prophets  and  kings  defir'd  it  long, 
But  dy'd  without  the  fight  1 

5  The  watchmen  join  their  voice 
And  tuneful  notes  employ; 

Jerufalem  breaks  forth  in  fongs, 
And  defarts  learn  the  joy. 

6  The  Lord  makes  bare  his  arm 
Thro'  all  the  earth  abroad ; 

Let  ev'ry  nation  now  behold 

Their  Saviour  and  their  God.„ 

XI.  The  bundle  enlightened',   and  carnal  rea- 

fon  hu7?ib!ed-;  or,  the '  fever eignty  of  grace •, 
Luke  x.   2ij  22 o 

[ere  was  an  hour  when  Chr  i  s  t  rejoiced, 
And  ipoke  his  joy  in  words  of  praifej 
Father,  I  thank  thee,  mighty  God, 
Lord  of  the  earth,  and  heavens  and  feas. 

Lthank  thy  fev' reign  pow'r  and  love, 
That  crowns  my  doctrine  with  fuccefs ; 
And  nqakes  the  bates  in  knowledge  learn 
The  heights,  and  breadths,  and  lengths  of 

(grace. 
Rut  all  this  glory  lies  conceal'd  „, 

Froraf  men  of  prudence  and  of  wit; 

«  The 


w 


io  H  v  m  n  t  and  Book  I, 

"  The  prince  of  darknefs  blinds  their  eyes, 
"  And  their  own  pride  refills  the  light. ' 

4  "  Father,  'tis  thus,  becaufe  thy  will 
"  Chofe  and  ordain'd  it  Ihould  be  fo ; 
"  'Tis  thy  delight  t'abafe  the  proud, 
"  And  lay  the  haughty  fcorner  low. 

.  5  "  There's  none  can  know  the  Father  right, 
"  But  thofe  who  learn  it  from  the  Son; 
"  Nor  can  the  Son  be  well  receiv'd 
**  But  where  the  Father  makes  him  known.' * 

6  Then  let  our  fouls  adore  our  God, 

That  deals  his  graces  as  he  pleafe ;  v 

Nor  gives  to  mortals  an  account 
Or  of  his  actions,  or  decrees. 

XII.  Free  grace  revealing  Christ,  Lukex.  2K 

1  TE  S  U  S  the  man  of  conltant  grief, 
J      A  mourner  ail  his  days, 

His  Spirit  once  rejoie'd  aloud, 
And  turn'd  his  joy  to  praife : 

2  Father,   I  thank  thy  nvond'rous  love, 

That  hath  reveaid  thy  Son 

To  ?nen  unlearned ;  and  to  babes 

Has  made  thy  go/pel  known. 

3  The  myfries  of  redeeming  grace 

Are  hidden  fro?n  the  nvife, 
While  pride  and  carnal  reasonings  join 
To  fwell  and  blind  their  eyes. 

4  Thus  doth  the  Lord  of  heav'n  andeartl* 

His  great  decrees  fulfil, 
And  orders  all  his  works  of  grace 
By  his  own  fov'reign  will. 

XIII.  The  Son  of  God  incarnate ;  or,  the  ti- 
tles and  kingdom  of  Christ,  If.  ix.  2,6,7. 

I  *nr^HE  lands  that  long  in  darknefs  lay, 
X     Now  have  beheld  a  heav'nly  light ; 

Nations 


Book L       Spiritual   Soitgs.  jx 

Nations  that  fat  in  death's  cold  fhade 
Are  bleft  with  beams  divinely  bright. 

2  The  virgin's  promis'd  Son  is  born  ; 
Behold  th'  expedled  Child  appear  ; 
What  fhall  his  names  or  titles  be  ? 
The  Wonderful,  the  Counfellor. 

[3  This  Infant  is  the  mighty  God, 
Come  to  be'fuckled  and  ador'd ; 
Til'  eternal  Father,  Prince  of  Peace, 
The  Son  of  David,  and  his  Lord,] 

4  The  government  of  earth  and  feas 
Upon  his  fhoulders  fhall  be  laid  ;   * 
His  wide  dominions  fhall  increafe, 
And  honours  to  his  name  be  pai£. 

5  Jesus,  the  holy  Child,  fiiall  fit 
High  on  his  Father  David's  throne. 
Shall  crufh  his  foes  beneath  his  feet, 
And  reign  to  ages  yet  unknown. 

XIV.    The  triumph  of  faith j    or,  Christ's 

unchangeable  l&ve,    Rom.  viii.  33,  isc, 
j  YT7HG  fhall  the  Lord's  ele#  condemn  ? 
\  V    'Tis  God  that  juflifies  their  fouls, 
And  mercy,  like  a  mighty  ftream, 
O'er  all  their  fins  divinely  rolls. 

2  Who  fhall  adjudge  the  faints  to  hell  I 
'Tis  Christ  that  fuffer'd  in  thsir  ftead; 
And,  the  falvation  to  fulfil, 

Behold  him  rifmg  from  the  dead. 

3  He  lives!  he  lives!  and  fits  above, 
For  ever  interceedmg  there  : 
Who  fhall  divide  us  from  his  love. 
Or  what  fhall  tempt  us  to  defpair  ? 

4  Shall  perfecution,  or  diftrefs, 
Famine,  or  Xwfcrd,  or  nakednefs  ? 

He 


12  11-xixsend  Book  I. 

He  that  hath  lov'd  us,  bears  us  thro', 
And  makes  us  more  then  conqu'rors  too, 

5  Faith  hath  an  overcoming  power, 
It  triumphs  in  the  dying  hour. 
Christ  is  our  life,   our  joy,  our  hope  ; 
Nor  can  we  fink  with  fuch  a  prop. 

'6  Not  all  that  men  on  earth  can  do, 
Nor  pow'rs  on  high,  nor  pow'rs  below, 
Shall  caufe  his  mercy  to  remove, 
Or  wean  our  hearts  from  Christ  our  love, 

XV.    Our  own  iveaknefs,    and  C  h  r  i  z  t  eur 
Jirengthy   2  Cor.  xii.  7,  9,  10. 

1  T     ET  me  but  hear  my  Saviour  fay, 

J 4  Strength  Jb a II  be  equal  to  iby  day  ; 

Then  I  rejoice  in  deep  diftrefs, 
Leaning  on  all-fumcient  grace. 

2  I  glory  in  infirmity, 

That  Christ's  own  pow'r  may  reft  on  me; 
When  I  am  weak,  then  am  I  ftrong ; 
Grace  is  my  ftiield,  and  Christ  my  fong. 

3  I  can  do  all  things,  or  can  bear 

All  fuff 'rings,  if  my  Lord  be  there  ; 
Sweet  pleafures  mingle  with  the  pains, 
While  his  left-hand  my  head  fuftains. 

.4  But  if  the  Lord  be  once  withdrawn, 
And  we  attempt  the  work  alone, 
When  new  temptations  fpring  and  rife, 
We  find  how  great  our  weaknefs  is. 

5  So  Samp/on,  when  his  hair  was  loft, 
Met  the  Phllijlines  to  his  x:oft  ; 
Shook  his  vain  limbs  with  fad  furprife, 
Made  feeble  fight,  and  loft  his  eyes. 

XVI,  IU- 


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XVI.     H  of  anna  to  Christ,   Matt,  xxi,  9  , 
Luke  xix.  ^38,  40. 

1  T  TQfanna  to  the  royal  Son 
JjL     Of  David's  ancient  line, 
His  nature's  two,  his  perfon  ones 

Myfterious  and  divine. 

2  The  root  of  David  here  we  nnd3 

And  offspring  is  the  fame  ; 
Eternity  and  time  are  join'd 
In  our  Emanuel  's  name . 

3  Bled  he  that  comes  to  wretched  mea 

With  peaceful  news  from  heav'n  1 
Hofannas  of  the  higheft  ftrain 
To  Christ  the  Lord  be  giv'n! 

-4  Let  mortals  ne'er  refufe  to  take 
Th1  hofanna  on  their  tongues, 
Left  rocks  and  ftones  mould  rife,  and  break 
Their  filence  into  fongs. 

XVH.-'Viftory  over  death,  1  Cor.  xv.  553  &c, 

1  f~\  For  an  overcoming  faith 
\_/     To  chear  my  dying  hours, 
To  triumph  o'er  the  monfter  death, 

And  all  his  frightful  pow'rs. 

2  Joyful,  with  all  the  ftrength  I.  have, 

My  quiv'ring  lips  fhould  fmg, 

Where- is  thy  boafled  viCVry,  grave? 

And  where  the  monfler  s  fling? 

3  If  fin  be  pardon  d,  I'm  fecure; 

Death  hath  no  fting  befide  : 
The  law  gives  fin  its  damning  pow'r  \ 
But  Christ,  my  ranfom,  dy'd. 

4  Now  to  the  God  of  victory 

Immoi^tal  thanks  be  paid, 
Who  makes  us  conqu'rors  while. we  die5 
Through  Christ  cur  living  head. 

D  XVIIL 


14  Hymns   and  Book  I. 

XVIir.  Blefed  are  the  dead  that  die   in    the 
Lord,    Rev.  xiv.   13. 

1  T  T  Ear  what  the  voice  from  heav'n  proclaims 
X  X     For  all  the  pious  dead, 

Sweet  is  the  favour  of  their  names, 
And  foft  their  fleeping  bed. 

2  They  die  in  Jesus,  and  are  bleft ; 

How  kind  their  {lumbers  are  ! 
From  fuff 'rings  and  from  fins  releas'd, 
And  freed  from  ev'ry  fnare. 

3  Far  from  this  world  of  toil  and  ftrife, 

They're  prefent  with  the  Lord  ; 
The  labours  of  their  mortal  life 
End  in  a  large  reward. 

XIX.    The  fong  of  Simeon  ;   or,  death  made 
defirable,    Luke  i.   27,  <bc. 

1  T     ORD,  at  thy  temple  we  appear, 

1   J     As  happy  Simeon  came, 
And  hope  to  meet  our  Saviour  here  j 
O  make  our  joy  st  the  fame  ! 

2  With  what  divine  and  vafl  delight 

The  good  old  man  was  fill'd, 
When  fondly  in  his  wither'd  arms 
He  clafp'd  the  holy  Child  \ 

3  Now  I  can  leave  this  world,  (he  cry'd) 

B'ehold  thy  fervant  dies  ; 
Tvefeen  thy  great  falv  at  ion,  Lord. 
And  clofe  ?ny  peaceful  eyes. 

4  This  is  the  light  prepared  to  Jbine 

Upon  the  Gentile  lands, 
Thine  Ifr'el's  glory,  and  their  hope. 
To  break  their  Jlavijh  bands. 

[5  Jesus  !  the  vifion  of  thy  face 
Hath  over-powVing  charms ! 
Scarce  fhall  1  feel  death's  cold  embrace, 
,        If  Christ  be  in  my  arms.  6  Then 


Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs.  15 

6  Then  while  ye  hear  my  heart-firings  break ; 
How  fweet  my  minutes  roll ! 
A  mortal  palenefs  on  my  cheek, 
And  glory  in  my  foul.] 

XX.  Spiritual  apparel,  viz.  the  robe  of  right e- 
oufnefs ,  and gar??ients  of falvation,  If.lxi.io. 

1  \   Wake  my  heart,  arife  my  tongue, 
_/"\.     Prepare  a  tuneful  voice  ! 

In  God,  the  life  of  all  my  joys. 
Aloud  will  I  rejoice. 

2  'Tis  he  adorn'd  my  naked  foul, 

And  made  falvation  mine ; 

Upon  a  poor  polluted  worm 

He  makes  his  graces  mine. 

3  Aad  left  the  lhadow  of  a  fpot 

Should  on  my  foul  be  found, 
He  took  the  robe  the  Saviour  wrought, 
And  call  it  all  around. 

4  How  far  the  heav'nly  robe  exceeds 

What  earthly  princes  wear  i 
Thefe  ornaments,  how  bright  they  mine ! 
How  white  the  garments  are ! 

5.  The  Spirit  wrought  my  faith  and  love, 
And  hope,  and  ev'ry  grace ; 
But  Jesus  fpent  his  life,  to  work 
The  robe  of  right'oufnefs. 

6  Strangely,  my  foul,  art  thou  array 'd 
By  the  great  facred  Three ! 
In  fweeteft  harmony  of  praife 
Let  all  thy  pow'rs  agree. 

XXI.  A  vifton  of  the  kingdo7n  of  Christ 
among  men,   Rev.  xxi.   1,  2,  3,  4. 

I  T     O,  what  a  glorious  fight  appears 
\   t<4     To  our  believing  eyes  1 

D  3  The 


j6  Hymns    and  Book  I, 

The  earth  and  feas  are  pail  away, 
And  the  old  rolling  Ikies. 

2  From  the  third  heav'n,  where  God  refidess 

That  holy,  happy  place, 
The  New  Jerusalem  comes  down 
Adorn'd  with  mining  grace. 

3  Attending  angels  fhout  for  joy, 

And  the  bright  armies  fmg, 
Mortals,  behold  the  facred  feat 
Of  your  defending  King. 

4  The  God  of  glory  down  to  ?nen 

Removes  his  blefs'd  abode ; 
Men,  the  dear  objecls  of  his  grace. 
And  he  the  loving  God. 

5  His  own  f oft  hand  fi all  wipe  the  tears 

From  evry  weeping  eye  ; 
And  pains,  and  groans,  and  griefs  >ar.d fear  s-^ 
And  death  iff  elf  fall  die. 

4  How  long,  dear  Saviour,  O  how  long ! 
Shall  this  bright  hour  delay  ? 
Fly  fwifter  round,  ye  wheels  of  time, 
And  bring  the  welcome  day. 

XXII,  &  XXIII.  Referred  to  the  i2$thPfalmt 

XXIV.  The  rich  finnsr  dying,  Pfal.  xlix.  6,  9, 
Eccl.  viii.  8.      Job  iii.   14,  15. 

1  TN  vain  the  wealthy  mortals  toil, 

X     And  heap  their  mining  duft  in  vain. 
Look  down  and  fcorii  the  humble  po©r, 
And  boaft  their  lofty  hills  of  gain. 

2  Their  golden  cordials  cannot  eafe 
Their  pained  hearts  or  aching  heads ; 
Nor  fright,  nor  bribe,  approaching  death 
From  glittering  roofs  and  downy  beds. 

3  Ths 


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3  The  ling'ring,  the  unwilling  foul  ' 
The  difmal  fummons  muft  obey, 
And  bid  a  long,  a  fad  farewel, 
To  the  pale  lumps  of  lifelefs  clay. 

4  Thence  they  are  huddled  to  the  grave, 
Where  kings  and  Haves  have  equal  thrones  : 
Their  bones  without  diftin&ion  lie 
Amongft  the  heap  of  meaner  bones. 

The  reji  referred  to  the  ^th  Pfalm. 

XXV.  A  vifion  of  the  Lamb,  Rev.  v.  6,  7,  8,  9, 
1      ALL  mortal  vanities  begone, 

Jf\.  Nor  tempt  my  eyes,  nor  tire  my  ears  5 
Behold !  amidft  th'  eternal  throne, 
A  vifion  of  the  Lamb  appears.- 

[2  Glory  his  fleecy  robe  adorns, 

Mark'd  with  the  bloody  death  he  bore ; 
Sev'n  are  his  eyes,  and  fev'n  his  horns, 
To  fpeak  his  wifdom  and  his  pow'r. 

3  Lo  !  he  receives  a  fealed  book 
From  him  that  fits  upon  the  throne ; 
Jesus^  my  Lord,  prevails  to  look 

On  dark  decrees,  and  things  unknown.] 

4  All  the  affembling  faints  around 
Fall  worfhipping  before  the  Lamb5 
And  in  new  fongs  of  gofpel -found 
Addrefs  their  honours  to  his  name, 

[5  The  joy,  the  fliout,  the  harmony3 
Flies  o'er  the  everlafting  hills  ; 
Worthy  art  thou  alone  (they  cry) 
To  read  the  book,  to  loofe  the  feals.~\± 

6  Our  yoices  join  the  heav'nly  ftrain, 
And  with  tranfporting  pleafure  fmg, 
Worthy  the  Lamb  that  once  was  flain, 
To  be  our  Teacher  and  our  King! 

D  3  7  His 


i8  HymnI-^  Book  I, 

7  His  words  of  prophecy  reveal 
Eternal  counfels,  deep  defigns; 
His  grace  and  vengeance  (hall  fulfil 
The  peaceful  and  the  dreadful  lines. 

8  Thou  haft  redeem'd  our  fouls  from  hell  e 
With  thine  invaluable  blood; 

And  wretches,  that  did  once  rebel, 
Axe  now  made  fav'rites  of  their  God. 

9  Worthy  for  ever  is  the  Lord, 
That  dy'd  for  treafons  not  his  own, 
By  ev'ry  tongue  to  be  ador'd, 

And  dwell  upon  his  Father's  throne. 

XXVI.  Hope  of  heaver.,  by  the  refur  reel  ion  of 
Christ,   i  Pet.  i.   3,4,5. 

1  TjLeft  be  the  everlaftlng  God, 

Ty     The  Father  of  our  Lord  ; 
13e  his  abounding  mercy  prais'd, 
His  majefty  ador'd, 

2  When  from  the  dead  he  rais'd  his  Son* 

And  calPd  him  to  the  Iky, 
He  gave  our  fouls  a  lively  hope 
That  they  ihould  never  die. 

3  What  tho'  our  inbred  fins  require 

Our  fieih  to  fee  the  duft, 
Yet  as  the  Lord  our  Saviour  rofeP^ 
So  all  his  foll'wers  muft. 

4  There's  an  inheritance  divine, 

Referv'd  againft  that  day, 
'Tis  uncorrupted,  undenTd, 
And  cannot  wafte  away. 

5  Saints  by  the  pow'r  of  God  are  kept? 

Till  the  falvation  come ; 
We  walk  by  faith,  as  ftrangers  here, 
Till  CHRjsT'ftjaH  call  us  home. 
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Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs.  19 

XXVIT.  Afarance  of  heaven  ;  or,  a  faint  pre- 
pared to  die,   2  Tim.  iv.  6,  7,  8,  18. 

[t   "T^Eath  may  diflblve  my  body  now, 
U     And  bear  my  fpirit  home : 
Why  do  my  minutes  move  fo  flow, 
Nor  my  falvation  come  ? 

2  •  V^ith  heav'nly  weapons  I  have  fough£ 

The  battles  of  the  Lord, 
Tinifh'd  my  courfe,  and  kept  the  faith3 
And  wait  the  fure  reward.] 

3  God  has  laid  up  in  heav'n  for  me 

A  crown  which  cannot  fade  ; 
The  right'ous  Judge, -at  that  great  day,, 
Shall  place  it  on  my  head. 

4  Nor  hath  the  King  of  grace  decreed 

This  prize  for  me  alone; 
But  all  that  love,  and  long  to  fee, 
Th'  appearance  of  his  Son. 

5  Jesus,  the  Lord,  {hall  guard  me  fafe 

From  ev Vy  ill  defign ; 
And  to  his  heav'nly  kingdom  keep 
This  feeble  foul  of  mine. 

6  God  is  my  everlafting  aid, 

And  hell  lliall  rage  in  vain; 
To  him  be  higheft  glory  paids 
And  endlefs  praife*    Amen*. . 

XXVIII.    The  triumph  ^/Christ  ever  the 
enemies  of  his  church ',  Xfa,  IxiiL   1,  2,  3,  <bc. 

1  YT7H  AT  mighty  Man,  or  migh,ty  Gqd> 
VV      Comes  travelling  in  date 5 
Along  the  -Idumenn  road, 
Away  from  Bozrah's  gate. 

3  The  glory  of  his  robes  proclaim 
'  Tis  fome  victorious  King : 


20  Hymns  .and-  Book  I, 

"'TisI,  thejuft,  th' almighty  One, 
"  That  your  falvation  bring." 

3  Why,  mighty  Lord,  thy  faints  enquire, 

Why  thine  apparel's  red? 
And  all  thy  vefture  ftain'd  like  thofe 
Who  in  the  wine-prefs  tread  ? 

4  "  I  by  myfelf  have  trod  the  prefs, 

"  And  crufh'd  my  foes  alone; 
"  My  wrath  has  ftruck  the  rebels  dead, 
"  My  fury  ftamp'd  them  down. 

5  ,f  'Tis  Edom's  blood  that  dyes  my  robes 

"  With  joyful  fcarlet  ftains; 
"  The  triumph  that  my  raiment  wears, 
"  Sprung  from  their  bleeding  veins. 

6  "  Thus  fhall  the  nations  be  deftroy'd 

"  That  dare  infult  my  faints  ; 
"  I  have  an  arm  t' avenge  their  wrongs* 
"  An  ear  for  their  complaints." 

XXIX.  The  fecond  part ;  or,  the  ruin  of  A.*- - 
tichriit,   ver  .4,  5,  6,  7. 

1  "  T  Lift  my  banner,  faith  the  Lord, 

J.     "  Where  Antichrift  has  flood; 
"  The  city  of  my  gofpel  foes 
"  Shall,  be.a  field  of  blood, 

2  "  My  heart  has  ftudied  juft  revenge ; 

"  And  now  the  day  appears, 
"  The  day  of  my  redeem'd  is  come, 
"  To  wipe  away  their  tears. 

3  "  Quite  weary  is  my  patience  grown, 

"  And  bids  my  fury  go; 
u  Swift  as  the  lightning  it  ihall  move, 
"  And  be  as  fatal  too. 

4.  "  I  call  for  helpers,  but  in  vain : 
2  Tiien  jias  my  gofpel  none  ? 

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"  Well,  mine  own  arm  has  might  enough 
"To  cruih  my  foes-alone. 

£  "  Slaughter  and  my  devouring  fword 
"  Shall  walk  the  ftreets  around, 
'*  Babel  mail  reel  beneath  my  ftroke, 
"  And  ftagger  to  the  ground." 

6.  Xfly  honours,  O  vi&oriotis  King ! 
Thine  own  right-hand  mall  raife, 
While  we  thy  awful  vengeance  fing, 
And  our  Deliv'rer  pra-ife. 

XXX.      Prayer  for    deliverance.    anf<were.d} 
Ifa.  xxvi.  8 20.    , 

i  TN  thine  own  ways,  O  God  of  love, 
X     We  wait  the  vifits  of  thy  grace  ; 
Our  fouls  defire  is  to  thy  name, 
And  the  remembrance-  of  thy  face. 

2  My  thoughts  are  fearching,  Lord,  for  thee* 
'Mongft  the  black  lhades  of  lonefome  night ; 
My  earnefl  cries  falute  the  flues, 

Before  the  dawn  reftore  the  light. 

3  Look  how  rebellious  men  deride 
The  tender  patience  of  my  God  ; 
But  they  mall  fee  thy  lifted  hand, 
And  feel  the  fcourges  of  thy  rod. 

4  Hark !  the  Eternal  rends  the  iky, 
A  mighty  voice  before  him  goes, 
A  voice  of  mufic  to  his  friends, 
But  threat'ning  thunder  to  his  foes. 

5  Come,  children,  to  your  Father's  arms,- 
Hide  in  the  chambers  of  my  grace, 
'Till  the  fierce  ftorms  be  overblown, 
And  my  revenging  fury  ceafe. 

6  My  fword  fhall  boaft  its  thoufands  flam, 
And  drink  the  blood  of  haughty  kings ; 

While- 


22  Hymns   and  Book  I. 

While  heav'nly  peace  around  my  flock 
Stretches  its  foft  and  fhady  wings. 

XXXI.     Referred  to  the  ift  Pfalm. 

XXXII.  Strength  from  heaveny  If.  xl.  27,-dr^. 

1  IT  7Hence  do  our  mournful  thoughts  arife, 

V  V      And  where's  our  courage  fled  ? 
Has  reftlefs  fin  and  raging  hell 
Struck  all  our  comforts  dead  ? 

2  Have  we  forgot  th'  almighty  Name 

That  form'd  the  earth  and  fea  ? 
And  can  an  all-creating  Arm 
Grow  weary  or  decay  ? 

3  Treafures  of  everlafting. might 

In  our  Jehovah  dwell; 
He  gives  the  conqueft  to  the  weak, 
And  treads  their  foes  to  hell. 

4  Mere  mortal  pow'r  fhall  fade  and' die*. 

And  youthful  vigour  ceafe  ; 
But  we,  that  wait  upon  the  Lord, 
Shall  feel  our  flrength  increafe. 

5-  The  faints  fhall  mount  on  eagle's  wings, 
And  tafte  the  promis'd  blifs, 
'Till  their  unwearied  feet  arrive 
Where  perfect  pleafure  is. 

The  XXXIII,  XXXIV,  XXXV,  XX.XVI, 
XXXVII,  and  XXXVIII.  Referred  to  Pfal. 
cxxxi,  cxxxiv,   Ixvii,   lxxiii,  xc,   and  Ixxxiv.. 

XXXIX.     God'/  tender  care  of  his  churchy 
Ifa.  xlix.   13,  14,  <bc. 

1  "]VTOW  fhall  my  inward  joys  arife, 
,l\|      And  burlt  into  a  fong; 
Almighty  love  infpires  my  heart, 
And  pleafure  tunes  my  tongue. 

2  God 


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2  God  on  his  thirfty  S ion-hill 

Some  mercy-drops  has  thrown, 
And  folemn  oaths  have  bound  his  love 
To  fhow'r  falvation  down. 

3  Why  do  we  then  indulge  our  fears, 

Sufpicions,  and  complaints  ! 
Is  he  a  God,  and  (hall  his  grace 
Grow  weary  of  his  faints  ? 

4  Can  a  kind  woman  e'er  forget 

The  infant  of  her  womb, 
And  'mongft  a  thoufand  tender  thoughts 
Her  fuckling  have  no  room  ! 

5  Tet  (faith  the  Lord)  Jhould  nature  change** 

And  mothers  monfters  prove, 
Sion  fiill  dwells  upon  the  heart 
Of everlafling  love, 

6  Deep  on  the  palms  of  loth  my  hands 

I  have  engraved  her  name  ; 
My  hands  Jhall  raife  her  ruirfd  walls* 
And  build  her  broken  frame. 

XL.    The  bujinefs  and  blejfednefs  of  glorified 
faints,   Rev.  vii.   13,  14,  15,  <bc. 

1  J/f/'HAT  happy  men,  or  angels,  thefe, 

That  all  their  robes  are  fpotlefs  white  P 
Whence  did  this  glorious  troop  arrive 
At  the  pure  realms  of  heav'nly  light  ? 

2  From  tort'ring  racks,  and  burning  fires, 
And  feas  of  their  own  blood,  they  came  : 
But  nobler  blood  has  wafh'd  their  robes, 
Flowing  from  Christ  the  dying  Lamb. 

3  Now  they  approach  th'  almighty  throne. 
With  loud  hofannas  night  and  day  ; 
Sweet  anthems  to  the  great  Three-One, 
Meafnre  their  blefs'd  eternity, 

4  Nq 


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4  Nc  more  mall  hunger  pain  their  fouls; 
He  bids  their  parching  thirst  be  gone, 
And  ipreads  the  fhadow  of  his  wings, 
To  ikreen  'em  from  the  fcorching  fun. 

5  The  Lamb,  that  fills  the  middle  throne. 
Shall  ihed  around  his  milder  beams, 
There  ili.Jl  they  feait  on  h:2>  rich  love, 
And  drink  full  joys  from  living  ftr earns. 

6  Thus  mall  their  mighty  blifs  renew- 
Thro'  the  vaft  round  of  endlefs  years ; 
And  the  foft  hand  of  fov'reign  grace 
Heals  all  their  wounds,  and  wipes  their  tears „ 

XLI.     The  fame  ;    or,  the  martyrs  glorified, 
Rev.  vii.   13,  he. 

1  rTUefe  glorious  mi?ids,  bonv  bright  t hey  Jhine  ! 

Whence  all  their  nvhite  array  ? 
Ucw  came  they  to  the  happy  feats 
Of  ei)erlajling  day  f 

2  From  tort'ring  pains  to  endlefs  joys 

On  fiery  wheels  they  rode, 
And  ftrangely  wafh'd  their  raiment  white 
In  Jesus'  dying  blood. 

3  Now  they  approach  a  fpotlefs  God, 

And  bow  before  his  throne  ^ 
Their  warbling  harps  and  facred  fongs 
Adore  the  holy  One. 

4  The  unveil'd  glories  of  his  face 

Amongft  his  faints  refide, 
While  the  rich  treafure  of  his  grace 
Sees  all  their  wants  fuppiy'd. 

5  Tormenting  third:  fhall  leave  their  fouls, 

And  hunger  flee  as  faft ; 
The  fruit  of  life's  immortal  tree 
Shall  be  their  fweet  repalt. 

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Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs.,-  2  c 

6  The  Lamb  fhall  lead  his  heav'nly  flock 
Where  living  fountains  rife  ; 
And  love  divine  fhall  wipe  away 
The  forrows  of  their  eyes. 

XLII.     Dhine  wrath  and  mercy ,    Nahum  1. 
1,  2,  3,  6-c. 

1  A    Dore  and  tremble,  for  our  God 
J^\_  Is  a  *  Confummg  Fire ;       *  Heb,  xii.  29 . 
His  jealous  eyes  his  wrath  inflame. 

And  raife  his  vengeance  higher. 

2  Almighty  vengeance,  how  it  burns  ! 

How  bright  his  fury  glows  ! 
Vail  magazines  of  plagues  and  ftorms 
Lie  trcafur'd  for  his  foes. 

3  Thofe  heaps  of  wrath,  by  flow  degrees, 

Are  forc'd  into  a  flame  ; 
But  kindled,  oh !  how  fierce  they  blaze  i 
And  rend  all  nature's  frame% 

4  At  his  approach  the  mountains  fly, 

And  feek  a  wat'ry  grave  ; 
The  frighted  fea  makes  hafte  away, 
1     And  fhrinks  up  ev'ry  wave. 

5  Thro'  the  wide  air  the  weighty  rocks 

Are  fwift  as  hail-ftones  hurPd : 
Who  dares  engage  his  fiery  rage, 
Thut  fhakes  the  folid  world  ? 

S  Yet,  mighty  God!  thy  fovYeign  grace 
Sits  regent  on  the  throne, 
The  refuge  of  thy  chofen  race 
Whe*i  wrath  comes  rulhing  down. 

1  Thy  hand  lhall  on  rebellious  kings 
A  fiery  tempeft  pour, 
While  we  beneath  thy  flielt'ring  wings 
Thy  juft  revenge  adore, 

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26  Hymns    and  Book  I. 

XLIII.    Referred  to  the  100th  Pfalm. 
XLIV.    Referred  to  the  133d  Pfalm. 

XLV.  The lafl  judgment,  Rev.xxi.  5,6,7,8—. 

1   nEE  where  the  great  incarnate  God 
j3     Fills  a  majeftic  throne, 
While  from  the  fkies  his  awful  voice 
Bears  the  laft  judgment  down. 

[2  M  I  am  the  Firft,  and  I  the  Laft, 
"  Thro'  endlefs  years  the  fame; 
"  I  AM  is  my  memorial  Mil, 
"  And  my  eternal  name. 

3  "  Such  favours  as  a  God  can  give, 
"  My  royal  grace  beftows: 
"  Ye  thirfty  fouls,  come  tafte  the  ftreams 
"  Where  life  and  pleafure  flows.] 

[4  <c  The  faint  that  triumphs  o'er  his  fins, 
"  1*11  own  him  for  a  fon  ; 
*'  The  whole  creatiorf  fhall  reward 
"  The  conquefts  he  has  won. 

5  "  But  bloody  hands,  and  hearts  unclean, 

"  And  all  the  lying  race, 
"  The  faithlefs  and  the  fc offing  crew, 
w  That  fpurn  at  offer 'd  grace  ; 

6  "  They  fhall  be  taken  from  my  fight, 

"  Bound  faft  in  iron  chains, 
"  And  headlong  plung'd  into  the  lake 
"  Where  fire  and  darknefs  reigns."] 

7  O  may  1  ftand  before  the  Lamb, 

When  earth  and  feas  are  fled  ! 
And  hear  the  Judge  pronounce  my  name, 
With  bleflings  on  my  head  ! 

8  May  I  with  thofe  for  ever  dwell, 

Who  here  were  my  delight, 
While  fmners,  Banilli'd  down  to  hell, 
No  more  offend  my  fight. 

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Book  I.       Spiritual   Songs.  27 

XkVl,8cXL,VLI.  Referred toPfil. intend 3. 

XLVIII.  The  chriftian  race,  Ifa.  xl.  28,  29,  fac. 

3       A   Wake  our  fouls,  (away  our  fears, 
j£jl*  Let  ev'ry  trembling  thought  he  gone 
Awake,  and  run  the  heav'nly  race, 
And  put  a  chearful  courage  on. 

2  True,  'tis- a  ftrait  and  thorny  road. 
And  mortals  fpirits  tire  and  faint ; 
But  they  forget  the  mighty  Go i> 
That  feeds  the  ltrength  cf  ev'ry  faint ; 

3  The  mighty  God,  whofe  matchlefs  pow'r 
Is  ever  new  and  ever  young, 

And  firm  endures,  while  endlefs  years 
Their  everlafting  circles  run  : 

4  From  thee,  the  overflowing  Spring, 
Our  foals  fhall  drink  a  frefh  fupply, 
While  fuch  as  truft  their  native  ftrength 
Shall  melt  away,  and  drop,  and  die, 

5  Swift  as  an  eagle  cuts  the  air, 
We'll  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode ; 
On  wings  of  love  our  fouls  fhall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amidfl  the  heav'nly  road. 

XLIX.     The  works  of  Mofes  and  /^Lambk 
Rev.  xv.  3. 

1  T  TOW  ftrong  thine  arm  is,  mighty  God  ! 
J£~X     Who  would  not  fear  thy  name  I 
Jesus,  how  fweet  thy  graces  are  ! 

Who  would  not  love  the  Lamb  t 

2  He  has  done  more  than  Mofes  did, 

Our  Prophet  and  our  King  ; 
From  bonds  of  hell  he  freed  our  fouls, 
And  taught  our  lips  to  fmg. 

3  In  the  Red  Sea  by  Mofes'  hand 

Th'  Egyptian  hoft  was  drown'd ; 

E  2  But 


28  Hymns    and  Book  I. 

But  his  own  blood  hides  ail  our  fins, 
And  guilt  no  more  is  found. 

4  When  thro'  the  dcfUrt  Ifr'el  went, 

With  manna  they  were  fed  ; 
Our  Lord  invites  us  to  his  flefh, 
And  calls  it  living  bread. 

5  Mofes  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 

Yet  never  reach'd  the  place  ; 
But  Christ  ihall  bring  his  follow  rs  home 
To  fee  his  Father's  face. 

£  Then  fhall  our  love  and  joy  be  full, 
And  feel  a  warmer  flame, 
And  fweeter  voices  tune  the  fons: 


Of  Mofes  and  the  Lamb. 


6 


L.  The  fong  c/*Zecharias,  and  the  mejfage  ef 
John  the  Baptijl ;  or,  light  and  falvation  by 
Jesus  Christ,  Luke  i.  68,  6v.  Johni, 
29,  32. 

1  XJOW  be  the  God  of  #"rW  bleft, 
JL^I      Who  makes  his  truth  appear  ; 
His  mighty  hand  fulfils  his  word, 

And  all  the  oaths  he  fware. 

2  Now  he  bedews  old  David's  Root 

With  bleilings  from  the  ikies  ; 
He  makes  the  Branch  of  Promifc  grow, 
The  promis'd  Horn  arife. 

[3   Jchn  was  the  prophet  of  the  Lord, 
To  go  before  his  face, 
The  herald  which  our  Saviour-Go d 
Sent  to  prepare  his  ways. 

4  He  makes  the  great  falvation  known ; 
He  fpeaks  of  pardon'd  fms ; 
While  grace  divine,  and  heav'nly  love, 
In  its  own  glory  ihines, 

c  "  Be* 


6 


Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs.  29 

5  "  Behold  the  Lamb  of  God,  he  cries, 
"  That  takes  our  guilt  away: 
"  I  faw  the  Spirit  o'er  his  head. 
"  On  his  baptizing-day.] 

"  Be  ev'ry  vale  exalted  high, 

Ci  Sink  ev'ry  mountain  low ; 
"  The  proud  muft  itoop,  and  humble  fouls 

"  Shall  his  falvation  know. 

'7  "  The  Heathen  realms,  with  Ifr'eVs  land, 
"  Shall  join  in  fweet  accord; 
"  And  all  that's  born  of  man  fhall  fee 
"  The  glory  of  the  Lord. 

8-  "  Behold  the  Morning-ftar  arife,  , 
"  Ye  that  in  darknefs  fit ; 
"  He  marks  the  path  that  leads  to  peace^ 
"  And  guides  our  doubtful  feet."    . 

LI,     Perfevering grace,   Jude  24,  25, 

1  r  a  aO  God  the  only  wife, 

X       Our  Saviour  and  our  JCingj 
Let  all  the  faints  below  the  ikies 
Their  humble  praifes  bring, 

2  'Tis  his  almighty  love, 
His  counfel,  and  his  care, 

Preferves  us  fafe  from  fin  and  death* 
And  ev'ry  hurtful  fnare. 

3  He  will  prefent  our.  fouls, 
Unblemiih'd  and  complete,  ,  . 

Before  the  glory  cf  his  face* 
With  joys  divinely  great, 

4  Then  all  the  chofen  feed 
Shall  meet  around  the  throne ; 

Shall  blefsthe  'conduct  of  his  grace 3 
And  make  his  wonders  known, 

E.  3  5  To 


•3*  K  y  m  n  s    and   .  Book  t. 

5  To  our  Redeemer-Go  d 
Wifdom  and  powV  belongs, 
Immortal  crowns  of  majefty, 
And  everlaftingfongs. 

LII.    Baptifm,  Matt,  xxviii.  19,     Acts  u\  38. 
i   >*-  I  ^Was  the  commiiiion  of  our  Lord, 
_|_      Go  t each  the  nations,  and  baptize* 

The  nations  have  receiv'd  the  word 

Since  he  afcended  to  the  {ties. 

2.  He  fits  upon  thv  eternal  hills, 

With  grace  and  pardon  in  his  hands, 
And  fends  his  cov'nant  with  the  feals,. 
To  blefs  the  diftant  Britifo  lands. 

3  Repent,  and  be.  baptized,,  he  faith,. 
For  the  remiflioTi  of  your  jihs  ; 
And  thus  our  fenfe  aftifts  our  faith, 
And  fhews  us  what  his  gofpel  means.. 

4  Our  fouls.he,  waftjes  in  his  blood, 
As  water  makes  the  body  clean ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  from  our  God 
Defcend*  like  purifying  rain. 

5  Thus  we  engage  ourfelves  to  thee, 
And  feal  our  cov'nant  with  the  Lord; 
O  may  the  great  eternal  Three 

In  heav'n  our  folemn  vows  record  ! 

LIII.  The  Holy  Scriptures,  Heb.i.  1,    2  Tim. 
iii.    15,  16.      Pfal.  cxlvii.   19,  20. 

j    S*~y  OD,  who  in  various  methods  told 
V_X  His  mind  and. will. to  faints  of  old, 
Sent  his  own  Son,  with  truth  and  grace, 
To  teach  us  in  thefe  latter  days. 

a  Our  nation  reads  the  written  word, 
That  book  of  life,  that  fure  record  r 
The  bright  inheritance  of  heav'n, 
Is  by  the  fwcet  conveyance  giv'n. 

a  Cod'- 


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3  God's  kindeft  thoughts  are  here  exprefs'd 
Able  to  make  us  wile  and  blefs'd; 

The  doctrines  are  divinely  true, 
Fit  for  reproof  and  comfort  too. 

4  Ye  Britifi ifles,  who  read  his  love 
In  long"  epiftles  from  above, 

(He  hath  not  fent  his  facred  word 
To  ev'ry  land)  Praife  ye  the  Lord. 

LIV..    Elecling  grace ;    or,  faints  beloved  in 
f, Christ,   Eph.  i. 3,  <&c. 

1    TESJJ5,  we  blefs  thy  Father'*  name; 
J     Thy  C  o  d  and  ours  are  both  the  fame  : 
What  heav'nly  bletEngs  from  his  throne 
Flow  down  to  Tinners  thro'  his  Son  ! 

2.  Chrijl.-be.yny  jirfi  Elecl ,  he  faid, , 

Then  choie  our  fouls  in  Christ  our  Heads 
Before  he  gave  the  mountains  birth, 
Or  laid  foundations  for  the  earth;      ' 

3  Thus  did  eternal  love  begin 

To  raife  us  up  from  death  and  fin  \ 
Our  characters  were  then  decreed, . 
Blamelefs  in.love^  a.  holy-  feed. 

4  Predestinated  to  be  fons, 

Born  by  degrees,,  but  chofe  at  once; 

A  new  regenerated  race, 

To  praife  the  glory  of  his  grace. 

5.  With  Christ  our  Lord  we  fhare  our  part- 
In  the  affections  of. his  heart; 
Nor  ihall  our  fouls  be  thence  remor'd,  . 
'Till  he  forgets  -his  firft-belov'd, . 

L:V.    Hezekiah'/ /?#§■;    or,  ftcknefs  and  reco- 
very, -Jfa4  x2iKvii,i.  yf  <&c. 

1  \^7^en  wc  are  rais"d  &om  deep  diftrefs, 
W;     Our  Cod  defsrves  a  fcngj 

We 


32  Hymns  and  Book  I. 

We  take  the  pattern  of  our  praife 
From  Hezekiah's  tongue.  I 

2  .The  gates  of  the  devouring  grave 

Are  open'd  wide  in  vain, 
If  he  that  iiolds  the  keys  of  death 
Commands  them  faft  again. 

3  Pains  of  the  fleih  are  wont  t'abufe 

Our  minds  with  flavim  fears ; 
Our  days  are  paji,  and  ive  Jhall  lofe 
The  remnant  of  our  years. 

4  We  chatter  with  a  fwallow's  voice, 

Or  like  a  dove  we  mourn, 
With  bitternefs  inftead  of  joys, 
Afflicted  and  forlorn. 

5  Jehovah  fpeaks  the  healing  word, 

And  no  difeafe  with  (lands : 
Fevers  and  plagues  obey  the  Lord, 
And  fly  at  his  commands. 

6  If  half  the  firings  of  life  mould  break5 

He  can  our  frame  reftore  : 
He  cads  our  fins  behind  his  back, 
And  they  stre  found  no  more. 

LVI.  The  fong  <?/"Mofes  and  the  Lamb  ;  or,  Ba- 
bylon falling,  Rev. xv.  3.  xvi.  19.  &xvii.6, 

1  TT  7E  fmg  the  glories  of  thy  love, 

V  V    We  found  thy  dreadful  name ; 
The  chriftian  Church  unites  the  fongs 
Of  Mcfes  and  the  Lamb. 

2  Great  God,  how  wond'rous  are  thy  works 

Of  vengeance,  and  of  grace  ! 
Thou  King  of  faints,  almighty  Lord, 
How  juft  and  true  thy  ways ! 

3  Who  dares  refufe  to  fear  thy  name, 

Or  worlhip  at  thy  throne  I     1 

Thy 


Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs.  33 

Thy  judgments  fpeak  thine  holinefs 
Thro'  ail  the  nations  known. 

4  Great  Babylon^  that  rules  the  earth, 

Drunk  wrth  the  martyrs  blood, 
Her  crimes  ihall  fpeedily  awake 
The  fury  of  our  God. 

5  The  cup  of  wrath  is  ready  mix'd; 

And  fhe  muft  drink  the  dregs; 
Strong  is  the  Lord,  her  fov'reign  Judge, 
And  fhall  fulfil  the  plagues. 

LVTI.    Original  fin  ;  or,  the  firft  and  fecond 
Adam,  Rom. v.  iT,<bc.  Pf.H.  5.  Jobxiv. 4. 

1  TJ  Ackward,  with  humble  fhame,  we  loak 
_|3     On  our  original : 

How  is  our  nature  dafh'd  and  broke 
la  our  firft  father's  fall ! 

2  To  all  that's  good  averfe  and  blind, 

But  prone  to  all  that's  ill : 
What  dreadful  darknefs  veils  our  mind  ! 
How  obftinate  our  will ! 

[3  Conceiv'd  in  fin  (O  wretched  ftate  !) 
Before  we  draw  our  breath , 
The  firft  young  pulfe  begins  to  beat 
Iniquity  and  death. 

4  How  ftrong  in  our  degen'rate  blood 
The  old  corruption  reigns, 
And  mingling  with  the  crooked  flood, 
Wanders  thro'  ail  our  veins  !J 

[5  Wild  and  unwholefome  as  the  root 
Will  all  the  branches  be  ; 
How  can  we  hope  for  living  fruit 
From  fuch  a  deadly  tree  ? 

6  What  mortal  pow'r  from  things  unclean 

Can. pure  productions  bring?. 

Who- 


34  Hymns  and  BookL 

Who  can  command  a  vital  itream 
From  an  infected  fpring  ?J 

7  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  wond'rous  love 

Can  make  our  nature  clean ; 
While  Christ  and  grace  prevail  above 
The  tempter,  death,  and  fin. 

8  The  fecond  Adam  mail  reitore 

The  ruins  of  the  firft  : 
Hofanna  to  that  fov'reign  Pow'r, 
That  new  creates  our  duft ! 

LVI1I.    The  devil  vanquified;    or,  Michael'/ 
nvar  with  the  dragon,  Rev.  xii.  7. 

1  T     ET  mortal  tongues  attempt  to  line 

Jj j  The  wars  of  heav'n, when  Michael  Hood 

Chief  general  of  th'  eternal  King, 
And  fought  the  battles  of  our  God. 

2  Againft  the  dragon  and  his  hoft 
The  armies  of  the  Lord  prevail: 

In  vain  they  rage,  in  vain  they  boaft; 
Their  courage  finks,  their  weapons  fail. 

3  Down  to  the  earth  was  fatan  thrown ; 
Down  to  the  earth  his  legions  fell : 
Then  was  the  trump  of  triumph  blown » 
And  fhook  the  dreadful  deeps  of  hell. 

4  Now  is  the  hour  of  darknefs  paft, 
Christ  has  afTum'd  his  reigning  pow'r;. 
Behold  the  great  accufer  call 

Down  from  the  Ikies,  to  rife  no  more. 

5  'Twas  by  thy  blood,  immortal  Lamb, 
Thine  armies  trod  the  tempter  down; 
'Twas  by  thy  word  and  pow'rful  name 
They  gain'd  the  battle  and  renown. 

6  Rejoice,  ye  heav'ns;  let  ev'ry  Har 
Shine  with  new  glories  round  the  iky : 

Saints, 


Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs.  3^ 

Saints,  while  ye  fing  the  heav'nly  war, 
Raife  your  Deliv'rer's  name  on  high. 

LIX.  Babylon  fallen,  Rev.  xviii.  20,  21, 

1  TN  Gabriel's  hand  a  mighty  ftone 
X.  Lies,  a  fair  type  of  Babylon : 
Prophets  rejoice,  and  all  ye  faints, 
God  JJjall  avenge  your  long  complaints, 

2  He  faid,  and  dreadful  as  he  ftood, 
He  funk  the  mill-ftone  in  the  flood : 
Thus  terribly  JhaU  Babel  fall, 
Thus,  and  no  more  be  found  at  all. 

LX.    The  virgin  Mary'/  fong;  or,  the  promt* 
fedyinssi&K  born,  Luke  i.  46,  6v. 

1  /^\UR  fouls  lhall  magnify  the  Lord, 
\_J  In  God  the  Saviour  we  rejoice : 
While  we  repeat  the  virgin's  fong, 
May  the  fame  fpirit  tune  our  voice. 

[2  The  Higheft  faw  her  low  eftate, 

And  mighty  things  his  hand  hath  done : 
His  over -fhado wing  pow'r  and  grace 
Makes  her  the  mother  of  his  Son. 

3  Let  ev'ry  nation  call  her  blefs'd, 
And  endlefs  years  prolong  her  fame  s 
But  God  alone  muft  be  ador'd; 
Holy  and  rev'rend  is  his  name.] 

4  To  thofe  that  fear  and  truft  the  Lorb3 
His  mercy  ftands  for  ever  fure  : 

From  age  to  age  his  promife  lives, 
And  the  performance  is  fecure. 

5 ,  He  fpake  to  Abraym  and  his  feed, 
In  thee  fb all  all  the  earth  be  blefs'd  : 
The  mem'ry  of  that  ancient  word 
Lay  long  in. -his  eternal  breaft, 

6  But 


36  Hymns    and  Book  I. 

6  But  now  no  more  fhall  Jfr'el  wait, 
No  more  the  Gentiles  lie  forlorn : 
Lo,  the  Defire  of  nations  comes ; 
Behold  the  promis'd  Seed  is  born  ! 

LXI .  C h  r  i  s  t  our  High  Priejl  and  King ;  and 
Christ  coming  to  judgment,  Rev.i.  5,  6,7. 

1  "VTOW  to  the  Lord,  that  makes  us  know 
X  >|    The  wonders  of  his  dying  lovea 

Be  humble  honours  jteid  below, 
And  {trains  of  nobler  praife  above. 

2  'Twas  he  that  cleans'd  our  foulell  fins, 
And  wafh'd  us  in  his  richeft  blood ; 
'Tis  he  that  makes  us  priefts  and  kings, 
And  brings  us,  rebels,  near  to  God. 

3  To  Jesus  our  atoning  Prieft, 
To  Jesus  our  fuperior  King, 
Be  everlafting  pow'r  confeft, 
And  ev'ry  tongue  his  glory  fmg, 

4  Behold,  on  flying  clouds  he  comes, 
And  ev'ry  eye  ihall  fee  him  move ; 
Tho'  with  our  fms  we  pierc'd  him  once ; 
Then  he  difplays  his  pard'ning  love. 

5  The  unbelieving  world  fhall  wail, 
While  we  rejoice  to  fee  the  day: 
Coyne,  Lord;  nor  let  thy  promife  fail, 
Nor  let  thy  chariots  long  delay. 

LXII.  Christ  Jesus,  the  Lamb  o/GoD^or- 
Jhipped  by  all  the  creation ,  Rev.  v.  1 1,  12,  13. 
i   X^lOme  let  us  join  our  chearful  fongs, 

\^     With  angels  round  the  throne  ; 

Ten  thoufand  thoufand  are  their  tongues, 
But  all  their  joys  are  one. 

2  Worthy  the  Lamb  that  dfd>  they  cry, 
To  be  exalted  thus  : 

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Book  I.       Spiritual  So-ngs.  3,7 

Worthy  the  Lamb,  our  lips  reply, 
For  he, was  (lain  for  us. 

3  Jesus  is  worthy  to  receive 

:  Honour  and  pow'r  divine ; 
And  bleffings  more  than  we  can  give., 
Be,  Lord,  for  ever  thine. 

4  Let  all  that  live  above  the  Iky, 

And  air,  and  earth,  and  feaa, 

Confpire  to  lift,  thy  glories  high, 

And  fpeak  thine  endlefs  praife* 

5  The  whole  creation  join  in  one, 

To  blefs  the  facred  name 
Of  him  that  fits  upon  the  thrones 
And  t,o  adore  the  Lamb. 

LXIII .  C h -ri st's  humiliation  and exahation^ 
•Rev.  v.   12. 

1  TT7HAT  equalhonours  fhall  we  bring 

W    To  thee,  O  Lord  our  God,  the  Lamb, 

When  all  the  notes  that  angels  fmg, 

Are  far  inferior  to  thy  name  ?  * 

2  Worthy  is  he  that  once  was  flam, 

The  Prince  of  Peace  that  groan'd  and  dy'd, 
Worthy  to  rife,  and  live,  and  reign, 
At  his  almighty  Father's  fide. 

i  Pow'r  and  dominion  are  his  due, 
Who  flood  condemn'd  at  Pilate's  bar-: 
Wifdom  belongs  to  Jesus  too, 
Tho'  he  wascharg'd  with  madnefs  here: 

4  All  riches  are  his  native  right, 
Yet  he  fuftain'd  amazing  lofs ; 
To  him  afcribe  eternal  might, 
Who  left  his  weaknefs  on  the  crofs. 

-5  Honour  immortal  mufl  be  paid, 
Inftead  of  fcaadal  and  of  fcorn : 

F  While 


,g  Hymns    and  Book  I. 

While  glory  fhines  around  his  head, 
And  a  bright  crown  without  a  thorn. 

6  Bleffings  for  ever  on  the  Lamb, 

Who  bore  the  curfe  for  wretched  men  : 
Let  angels  found  his  facred  name, 
And  ev'ry  creature  fay,  Amen. 

LXIV.     Adoption,    i  John  Hi.   i,  2,  3,  <bc> 
Gal.  vi.  6. 

1  TQ  Ehold  what  wond'rous  grace 
JL>     The  Father  hath  beftow'd 

On  fmners  of  a  mortal  race, 

To  call  them  fons  of  God  ! 

2  'Tis  no  furpriflng  thing, 
That  wTe  lhould  be  unknown ; 

The  Jenvijh  world  knew  not  their  King, 
God's  everlafting  Son. 

3  Nor  doth  it  yet  appear 
How  great  we  muft  be  made ; 

But  when  we  fee  our  Saviour  here. 
We  fhall  be  like  our  Head. 

4  A  hope  fo  much  divine 
May  trials  well  endure  ; 

May  purge  our  fouls  from  fenfe  and  fm? 
As  Christ  the  Lord  is  pure. 

5  If  in  my  Father's  love 
I  fhare  a  filial  part, 

Send  down  thy  Spirit  like  a  dove 
To  reft  upon  my  heart. 

6  We  would  no  longer  lie 

Like  flaves  beneath  the  throne  j 
My  faith  ihall  Abba  Father  cry, 
And  thou  the  kindred  own. 

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Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs.  39 

LXV.  The  kingdoms  of  the  nvorld  become 
the  kingdoms  of  the  Lord  ;  or,  the  day  of 
judgment,  Rev.  xi.    i$. 

1  X     ET  the  feventh  angel  found  on  high, 

j  Let  ihouts  be  heard  thro'  all  the  Iky ; 
Kings  of  the  earth,   with  glad  accord, 
Give  up  your  kingdoms  to  the  Lord, 

2  Almighty  God,  thy  pow'r  afiume, 
Who  waft,  and  art,  and  art  to  come  : 
Jesus  the  Lamb,  who  once  was  {lain, 
For  ever  live,  for  ever  reign ! 

3  The  angry  nations  fret  and  roar, 
That  they  can  flay  the  faints  no  more : 
On  wings  of  vengeance  flies  our  God, 
To  pay  the  long  arrears  of  blood. 

4  Now  muft  the  riling  dead  appear  j 
Nov/  the  decifive  lentence  hear  ; 
Now  the  dear  martyrs  of  the  Lord 
Receive  an  infinite  reward. 

LXVL     Christ  the  King  at  his  talle,    Soil 
Song  i.  2,  3,  4,  5,  12,  13,  17. 

1  T     E  T  him  embrace  my  foul,  and  prove 

I 4  Mine  int'reft  in  his  heav'nly  love  : 

The  voice  that  tells  me,  Thou  art  mine, 
Exceeds  the  bleffings  of  the  vine. 

2  On  thee  th'  anointog  Spirit  came, 
And  fpreads  the  favour  of  thy  name  ; 
That  oil  of  gladnefs  and  of  grace 
Draws  virgin  fouls  to  meet  thy  face, 

3  Jesus,  allure  me  by  thy  charms, 
My  foul  mall  fly  into  thine  arms: 
Our  wand'ring  feejt  thy  favours  bring 
To  the  fair  chambers  of  the  King. 

£4  Wonder  and  pleafiire  tune  our  voice, 
To  fpeak  thy  nraifes  and  our  joys : 

F  2  Cur 


4©  H"y  m  n  s    and'  Hook  F; 

Our  mem'ry  keeps  this  love  of  thine 
Beyond  the  tafte  of  richeft  wine.]] 

5  Tho'  in  ourfelves  deform'd  we  are, 
And  black  as  Kedar\  tents  appear, 
Yet,  when  we  put  thy  beauties  on, 
Fair  as  the  courts  of  Solomon. 

[6  While  at  his  table  fits  the  King,. 
He  loves  to  fee  us  fmile  and  Ting  : 
Our  graces  are  our  beil  perfume, 
And  breathe  like  fpikenard  round  the  room.]} 

7  As  myrrh  new  bleeding  from  the  tree, 
Such- is  a  dying  Christ  to  me  ; 
And  while  he  makes  my  foul  his  gueft, 
My  bofom,  Lord,  lhall  be  thy  reft. 

[3  No  beams  of  cedar,  or  of  fir, 

Can  with  thy  courts  on  earth  compare; 
And  here  we  wait  until  thy  love 
Raife  us  to  nobler  feats  above.] 

LXVII.    Seeking  the  paflures  of  Christ  the 
Shefcherd,    Sol.  Song  i.    7. 

1  r  §  ^HOU  whom  my  foul  admires  above 

X  All  earthly  joy  and  earthly  love, 
Tell  me,  dear  Shepherd,  let  me  know 
Where  doth  thy  fweeteft  pafture  grow  ? 

2  Where  is  the  fhadow  of  that  rock, 
That  from  the  fun  defends  thy  flock  r 
Fain  would- 1  feed  among  thy  fheep, 
Among  them  reft,  among  them  fleep. 

3  Why  Ihould  thy  Bride  appear  like  ons. 
That  turns  afide  to  paths  unknown  ? 
My  conftant  feet  would  never  rove, 
Would  never  fcek  another  love. 

[4  The  footlteps  of  thy  flock  I  fee  ; 
Thy  fweeteii  paftures  here  they  be  ; 

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Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs.  41 

A  wond'rous  feaft  thy  love  prepares, 
Bought  with  thy  wounds,  and  groans,  and 

[tears, 
$  His  deareft  flefh  he  makes  my  food, 
And  bids  me  drink  his  richeft  blood  y 
Here  to  thefe  hills  my  foul  will  come, 
'Till  my  beloved  lead  me  home.] 

LXVIIL-    The  banquet  of  love,   Sol.  Song  iu 
1,  2,  3,  4,  6,  7. 

Ehold  the  Rofe  of  Sharon  here, 
The  Lily  which  the  vallies  bears 
Behold  the  Tree  of  Life  that  gives 
Refrefhing  fruit,  and  healing  leaves. 

2:  Amongft  the  thorns  fo  lilies  mine  ; 
Amongft  wild  gourds,  the  noble  vine ; 
So  in  mine  eyes  my  Saviour  proves, 
Amidft  a  thoufand  meaner  loves. 

3'  Beneath  his  cooling  (hade  I  fat, 
To  fhield  me  from  the  burning  heat : 
Of  heav'nly  fruit  he  fpreads  a  feaft, 
To  feed  my  eyes,  and  pleafe  my  tafte, 

[4  Kindly  he  brought  me  to  the  place 
Where  ftands  the  banquet  of  his  graces 
He  few  me  faint,  and  o'er  my  head 
The  banner  of  his  love  he  fpread. 

5  With  living  bread,  and  gen'rous  wine, 
He  chears  this  finking  heart  of  mine  ; 
And  op'ning  his  own  heart  to  me, 

He  mews  his  thoughts  how  kind  they  be.  J." 

6  O  never  let  my  Lord  depart; 
Lie  down  and  reft  upon  my  heart ; 
I  charge  my  fins  not  once  to  move, 

Nor  ftir,  nor  wake,  nor  grieve  my  Love. 

F  r  LXIX. 


4?  .     H  y  m  n  s   and  Book  ft. 

LXIX.  Christ,  appearing  to  his  Church ■,  and 
fesking  her  company ,    Sol.  Song  ii.  8-— 13. 

1  r  a  ^HE   voice  of  my  Beloved  founds 

X      Over  the  rocks   and  rifmg  ground.1:  j 
O'er  hills  of  guilt,  and  Teas  of  grief, 
He  leaps,  he  flies  to  my  relief. 

2  Now  thro'  the  veil  of  flefh  I  fee 
With  eyes  of  love  he  looks  at  me? 
Nov/  in  the  gofpei's  cleared  glafs 
He  (hows  the  beauties  of  his  face, 

5  Gently  he  draws  my  heart  along, 
Both  with  his  beauties  and  his  tongue; 
Rife j ^  faith  my  Lord,   make  hafte  anvay,  > 
No  mortal  joy  1  are  worth  thy  ft  ay. 

4  They  Jewifh  winfry  ftate  is  gone  ; 

The  mifts  are  fled ',  the  fp  ring  comes  on. 
The  facred  turtle-dove y  we  hear, 
Proclaims  the  new,  the  joyful  year. 

5  Th'  immortal  Vine  cf  h°av\n!y  root 
Blojfoms  and  buds,  and  gives  her  fruits  ] 
Lo,  we  are  come  to  tafte  the  wine.; 
Our  fouls  rejoice  and  blefs  the  Vine. 

6  And  when  we  hear  our  Jesus  fay, 
Rife  up  my  love,  make  hafte  away  I 

Our  hearts  would  fain  out-fly  the.  wind. 
And  leave  all  earthly  loves  behind. 

LXX.  Christ  inviting,   and  the  Church  an* 
fevering  the  invitation,  Sol.  Son.  ii.  14, 1 6, 1 7 . 
[1  T  Y ARK  !  the  Redeemer  from  on  high 
Xi  Sweetly  invites  his  fav'rites  nigh; 
From  caves  of  darknefs  and  of  doubt, 
He  gently  fpeaks  and  calls  us  out. 

2  My  Dove,  who  hideft  in  the  rock% 
Thine  heart  almoft  with  for  row  broke, 


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Lift  up  thy  face,  forget  thy  fear, 
And  let  thy  voice  delight  mine  ear-, \ 

3  Thy  voice  to  me  founds  ever  fweet ;  ' 
My  graces  in  thy  count' n^nce  meet;- 
Tho'  the  vain<world  thy  face  defpife, 
'Tis  bright  and  comely  in  mine  eyes, 

4  Dear  Lord,  our  th^krul' 'heart  receives 
The  hope  thine  invitation  gives :  - 

To  thee  our  joyful  lips  (hall  raife 
The  voice- of  prayer,  and  of  praife.J 

[5  I  am  my  Love's,  and  he  is  mine ; 

Our  hearts,  our  hopes,  our  paffion  join;  ; 

Nor  let  a  motion,  nor  a  word, 

Nor  thought  arife,  to  grieve  my  Lord0 

6  My  foul  to  paftures  fair  he  leads, 
Amongft  the  lilies  where  he  feeds ; 
Amongft  the  faints  (whofe  robes- are  white 

Wafh'd  in  his  blood)  is  his  delight. 
< 
'fr.  'Till  the  day  break,   and  ftiadows  flee, 
'Till  the  fweet  dawning  light  I  fee, 
Thine  eyes  to  me-ward  often  turn, 
Nor  let  my  foul  in  darknefs  mourn ,  , 

fr  Be  like  a  hart  on  mountains  green,  , 
Leap  o'er  the  hills  of  fear  and  fin  ;  \ 
Nor  guilt,  nor  unbelief,  divide 
My  Love,,  my  .Saviour,  from  my  fide.]  | 

LXXI.  Chris  t  found  in  the  fire  et,  and  brought 
to  the  Church,   Sol.  Song  iii.   1—  -5. 

I   /^\Ften  I  feek  my  Lord  by  night, 

\^J  Jesus,  my  Love,  my  foul's  Delight 3 
With  warm  defire  and  reftlefs  thought 
I  feek  him  oft,  but  find  him  not. 

%  Then  I  arife,  and  fear ch  the  ftreet, 
'Till  I  ray  Lord,  my  Saviour  meet  5 

Iafc. 


44  H>y  m  n  s   and  Book  I. 

I  aflc  the  watchmen  of  the  night, 

Where  did  you  fee  ?ny  foul's  Delight? 

3   Sometimes  I  find  him  in  my  way, 
Diredted  by  a  heav'nly  ray  ; 
I  leap  for  joy  to  fee  his  face, 
And  hold  him  faft  in  mine  embrace. 

[4  I  bring  him  to  my  mother's  home; 
Nor  does  my  Lord  refufe  to  come 
To  S ion's  facred  chambers,  where 
My  foul  firft  drew  the  vital  air. 

5  He  gives  me  there  his  bleeding  heart, 
Pierc'd  for  my  fake  with  deadly  fmart ; 
I  give  my  foul  to  him,  and  there, 

Our  loves  their  mutual  tokens  {hare. 3 

6  I  charge  you  all,  ye  earthly  toys, 
Approach  not  to  difturb  my  joys ; 
Nor  fm,  nor  hell,  come  near  my  heart, 
Nor  caufe  my  Saviour  to  depart. 

LXXII.  The  coronation  of  Christ,  and  E~ 
fpoufals  of  the  Church,    Sol.  Song  iii.  2. 

1  TT"\  Aughters  of  Sion>  come,  behold 

1  J     The  crown  of  honour  and  of  gold, 
Which  the  glad  Church,  with  joys  unknown. 
Plac'd  on  the  head  of  Solo?non. 

2  Jesus,  thou  everlafting  King, 
Accept  the  tribute  which  we  bring ; 
Accept  the  well-deferv'd  renown, 
And  weai"  our  praifes  as  thy  crown, 

3  Let  every  aft  of  worfhip  be, 

Like  our  efpoufals,  Lord  to  thee; 
Like  the  dear  hour,  when  from  above, 
We  hrft  receiv'd  thy  pledge  of  love. 

4  The  gladnefs  of  that  happy  day! 
Our  hearts  would  wifh  it  long  to  ftay  ; 

Not 


Book  T.       SpikiTOAi  Songs.  45 

Nor  let  our  faith  forfake  its  hold, 
Nor  comfort  fink,  nor  love  grow  colcL 

5  Each  following,  minute  as  it  flies, 
Increafe  thy  praife,  improve  our  joys 3 
'Till  we  are  rais'd  to  ling  thy  name 
At  the  great  fupper  of  the  Lamb. 

6  0  that  the  months  would  roll  away, 
And  bring  that  coronation-day  1 

The  King  of  Grace  mall  fill  the  throne, 
With  all  his  Father's  glories  on; 

LXXIII.  The  Church's  beauty  in   the  eyes  of 
Christ,  Sol.  Song  iv.  1,  10,  11,  7,9,  S. 

1  XT'  Ind  is  the  fpeech  of  C  h  r  1  s  t  our  Lord  5 
_|S^     Affection  founds  in  ev'ry  word : 
Lo,  thou  art  fair,  my  Love,  he  cries, 
Not  the  young  doves  have  fleeter  eyes,- 

[2   Snveet  are  thy  lips,  thy  pleafing  vnice 
Salutes  mine  ear  nvith  fecrei  joys  ; 
No  fpice  fo  much  delights  the  fmell, 
Nor  milk,  nor  honey,  iafie  fo  ivell.J: 

3  Thou  art  all  fair,  my  Brid^  to me^ 
I  will  behold  no  fpot  in  thee. 
Wha*t  mighty  wonders  love  performs, 
And  puts  a  comelinefs  on  worms ! 

%  Defil'd  and  loathfome  as  we  are, 
He  makes  us  white,  and  calls  us  fair*. 
Adorns  us  with  that  heav'nly  drefs,. 
His  graces  and  his  right'oumefs. 

5  My  Sijier  and  my  Spoufe,  he  cries, 
Bound  to  my  heart  by  various  ties, 
Thy  ponv'rful  love  my  heart  detains 
In  Jlrong  delight  and  pleajir.g  chains. 

5  He  calk  me  from  the  leopard's  den, 
From  this  wild  world  of  beafts  and  men, 

To* 


46  H  v  m  n  $   and  Book  I„ 

To  Sion  wkere  his  glories  are ; 
Not  Lebanon  is  half  fo  fair. 

7  Nor  dens  of  prey,  nor  flow'ry  plains, 
Nor  earthly  joys,  nor  earthly  pains, 
Shall  hold  my  feet,  or  force  my  flay, 
When  Christ  invites  my  foul  away. 

LXX1V.    The  Church  the  garden  0/ Christ, 
Sol.  Song  iv.   12,  14,  15.  and  v.    1. 

WE  are  a  garden  wal I'd  around, 
Chofenand  made  peculiar  ground; 
A  little  fpot,  inclos'd  by  grace, 
Out  of  the  world's  wide  wildernefs. 

2  Like  trees  of  myrrh  and  fpice  we  fland, 
Planted  by  God  the  Father's  hand; 
And  all  his  fprings  in  Sion  flow, 

To  make  the  young  plantation  grow. 

3  Awake,  O  heav'nly  wind,  and  come> 
Blow  on  this  garden  of  perfume ; 
Spirit  divine,  defcend  and  breathe 

A  gracious  gale  on  plants  beneath. 

4  Make  our  beft  fpices  flow  abroad, 
To  entertain  our  Saviour-Go d  ; 
And  faith,  and  love,  and  joy  appear, 
And  ev'ry  grace  be  active  here. 

£5  Let  my  Beloved  come  and  tafte 
His  pleafant  fruits  at  his  own  feaft. 
I  come,  7/iy  Spoufe,   I  come,  he  cries, 
With  love  and  pleafure  in  his  eyes. 

6  Our  Lord  into  his  garden  comes, 
Well  pleas'd  to  fmell  our  poor  perfumes,. 
And  calls  us  to  a  feaft  divine, 

Sweeter  than  honey,  milk,  or  wine. 

7  Eat  of  the  tree  of  life-,   my  friends, 
The  blejings  that  my  Father  fends  ; 

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Tour  t  aft  e  foal  I  all  my  dainties  prove, 
And  drink  abundance  of  my  love. 

8  Jesus,  we  will  frequent  thy  board, 
And  fing  the  bounties  of  our  Lord  : 
But  the  rich  food  on  which  we  live 
Demands  more  praife  than  tongues  can  give.] 

LXXV.  The  defcription  of  Christ  the  Belo- 
ved, Sol.  Song  v.  9,  10,  11,  12,  14,  15,  16. 

1  rnpnHE  wond'ring  world  enquires  to  know 

J_       Why  I  fhould  love  my  Jesus  fo* 
What  are  his  charms,  fay  they,  above 
The  oljecls  of  a  mortal  love  ? 

2  Yes,  my  Beloved,  to  my  fight, 
Shews  a  fweet  mixture,  red  and  white ; 
All  human  beauties,  all  divine, 

In  my  Beloved  meet  and  ihine. 

3  White  is  his  foul,  from  blemifh  free, 
Red  with  the  blood  he  fhed  for  me; 
The  faireft  of  ten  thoufand  fairs ; 

A  fun  amongft  ten  thoufand  ftars; 

£4  His  head  the  fined  gold  excels; 
There  wifdom  in  perfection  dwells  • 
And  glory,  like  a  crown,  adorns 
Thofe  temples  once  befet  with,  thorns, 

5  Companions  in  his  heart  are  found, 
Hard  by  the  fignals  of  his  wound: 
His  facred  fide  no  more  fhall  bear 
The  cruel  fcourge,  the  piercing  fpear.]} 

[6  His  hands  are  fairer  to  behold 
-Than  diamonds  fet  in  rings  of  gold  ; 
Thofe  heav'nly  hands  that  on  the  tree 
Were  nail' d,  and  torn,  and  bled  for  me. 

*  7  Tho'  once  he  bow'd  his  feeble  knees, 
Loaded  with  fms  and  agonies, 

Now 


43  Hymns    and  Book  I. 

Now  on  the  throne  of  his  command 
His  legs  like  marble  pillars  fland.] 

[8  His  eyes  are  majefly  and  love, 
The  eagle  temper'd  with  the  dove; 
No  more  lhall  trickling  forrows  roll 
Thro'  thofe  dear  windows  of  his  foul.] 

9  His  mouth  that  ponr'd  out  long  complaints,, 
Now  fmiles,  and  chears  his  fainting  faints : 
His  countenance  more  graceful  is 
Than  Lebanon  with  all  its  trees. 

io  All  over  glorious  is  my  Lord, 
Muft  be  belov'd,  and  yet  ador'd  : 
His  worth  if  all  the  nations  knew, 
Sure  the  whole  earth  would  love  him  too, 

LXXVI.  Christ  dwells  in  heaven^  but  vijiu 

on  earth,    Sol.  Song  vi.    i,  2,  3,  12. 
I   TTJHen  Grangers  (land  and  hear  me  tell 
\  V     What  beauties  in  my  Saviour  dwell  ^ 
Where  he  rs  gone  they  fain  would  know, 
That  they  may  feek  and  love  him  too. 

a  My  beft  Beloved  keeps  his  throne 
On  hills  of  light,  in  worlds  unknown; 
But  he  defcends,  and  ihews  his  face 
In  the  young  gardens  of  his  grace. 

£3  In  vineyards  planted  by  his  hand, 
Where  fruitful  trees  in  order  (land; 
He  feeds  among  the  fpicy  beds, 
Where  lilies  fhow  their  fpotlefs  head?. 

4  He  has  engrofs'd  my  warmeft  love, 
No  earthly  charms  my  foul  can  move : 
I  have  a  manfion  in  his  heart, 
Nor  death,  nor  hell,  ihall  make  us  part.] 

{5  He  takes  my  foul  ere  I'm  aware, 
And  ihows  me  where  his  glories  are ; 

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No  chariot  of  Amminadtb 

The  heav'nly  rapture  can  defcribe, 

6  0  may  my  fpirit  daily  rife 

On  wings  of  faith  above  the  fkies, 
'Till  death  fhall  make  my  laft  remove, 
To  dwell  for  ever  with  my  Love.] 

LXXVII.  The  love  of  Ca Ri st  to  the  Church 
in  his  language  to  her,  and  provijions  for 
her,    Sol.  Song  vii.   5,  6,  9,  12,  13. 

1  l\TOW  in  the  gail'ries  of  his  grace 
J[^    Appears  the  King,  and  thus  he  fays ; 
How  fair  my  faints  are  in  my  fight, 

My  Love  hoiv  pie af ant  for  delight  P 

2  Kind  is  thy  language,  fov'reign  Lord, 
There's  heav'nly  grace  in  ev'ry  word ; 
From  that  dear  mouth  a  ftream  divine 
Flows  fvveeter  than  the  choicefl  wine. 

3  Such  wondVous  love  awakes  the  lip 
Of  faints  that  were  almoft  afleep, 
To  fpeak  the  praifes  of  thy  name, 
And  makes  our  cold  affections  flame, 

4  Thefe  are  the  joys  he  lets  ns  know 
In  fields  and  villages  below; 
Gives  us  a  relifh  of  his  love, 

But  keeps  his  nobleft  feaft  above. 

5  In  paradife,  within  the  gates, 
An  higher  entertainment  waits  ; 
Fruits,  new  and  old,  laid  up  in  (lore, 
Where  we  fhall  feed,  but  thirft  no  more. 

LXXVIII.  The-flrength  of  Chilis  t's  love,  ancL 
the  fouls  jealoufy  of  her  own,  Sol.  Son.  viii. 
5,  6,  7,  13,  14." 

V  V    That  travels  from  the  wldernefs  ? 
G  And* 


tt 


5P  Hymns    and  Book. I, 

And,  prefs'd  with  forrows  and  with  fins, 
On  her  beloved  Lord  fhe  kans. 

2   This  is  the  Spoufe  of  Christ  our  God, 
Bought  with  the  treasures  of  his  blood: 
And  her  requeft,  and  her  complaint, 
Is  but  the  voice  of  ev'ry  faint.] 

5   "  0  Jet  my  name  engraven  ftand, 

Both  on  thy  heart  and  on  thy  hand : 
Seal  me  upon  thine  arm,  and  wear 
"  That  pledge  of  love  for  ever  there. 

4  "  Stronger  than  death  thy  love  is  known, 
.*'  Which  floods  of  wrath  could  never  drown; 

"  And  hell  and  earth  in  vain  combine 
"  To  quench  a  fire  fo  much  divine. 

5  "  But  I  am  jealous  of  my  heart, 

"  Left  it  lhouid  once  from  thee  depart; 
"  Then  let  thy  name  be  well  imprefs'd, 
ic  As  a  fair  fignet  on  my  bread. 

6  "  'Till  thou  haft  brought  me  to  thy  home, 
"  Where  fears  and  doubts  can  never  come, 
"  Thy  count 'nance  let  me  often  fee, 

#  And  often  thou  ihalt  hear  from  me. 

*j  "  Come,  my  Beloved,  hafte  away, 
"  Cut  fhort  the  hours  of  thy  delay ; 
"Fly  like  a  youthful  hart  or  roe 
"  Over  the  hills  where  fpices  grow." 

LXXIX.    A  morning  hy??in>   Pfalm  xix.  5,  8. 
and  lxxiii.  24,  25. 

1  jT^  OD  of  the  morning,  at  whofe  voice 
VJT   The  ch earful  fun  makes  hafte  to  rife, 
And,  like  a  giant,  doth  rejoice 

To  run  his'journey  thro'  the  flues  ; 

2  From  the  fair  chambers  of  the  Eafi 
The  circuit  of  his  race  begins, 

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And,  without  wearinefs  or  reft, 

Round  the  whole  earth  he  flies  and  fhlncs, 

3-  Oh,  like,  the  fun  may  I  fulfil 
TV  appointed-  duties  of  the  day  ; 
With  ready  mind,  and  active  will, 
March  on  and  keep  my  heav'nly  way. 

£4  But  I  fhall  rove  and  lofe  the  race, 
If  Cod,  my  Sun,  ihould  disappear, 
And  leave  me  in  this  world's  wild  maze, 
To  follow  ev'ry  wand'ring  ftar. 

5  Lord,  thy  commands  are  clean  and  pure; 
Enlightening  our  beclouded  eyes  ; 

Thy  threat'nings  juft,  thy  promife  fure; 
Thy  gofpel  makes  the  fimple  wifa. 

6  Give  me  thy  counfel  for  my  guide, 
And  then  receive  me  to  thy  blifs ; 
All  my  defires  and  hopes  beiide 

Are  faint  and  cold,  compar'd  with  this. 

LXXX.  An  evenbig  hymn,  Pfa.  iv.  8.    iii.  5,  6, 

and  cxliii.  8. 
1   *T"^HUS  for  the  Lord  has  led  me  on, 
X     Thus  far  his"  pow'r  prolongs  my  days, 
And  ev'ry  ev'ning  fhall  make  known 
Some  frelh  memorial  of  his  grace. 

2-  Much  of  my  time  has  run  to  wafte, 
And  I  perhaps  am  near  my  home  : 
But  he  forgives  my  follies  paft ; 
He  gives  me  flrength  for  days  to  come. 

3  I  lay  my  body  down  to  fleep, 
Peace  is  the  pillow  for  my  head' ; 
While  well-appointed  angels  keep 
Their  watchful  ftations  round  my  bed. 

4-  In  vain  the  fons  of  earth  or  hell 
Tell  me  a  thoufand  frightful  things : 

G  2  My 


92  Hymn's'^!/  BookT 

My  God  in  fafety  makes  me  dwell 
Beneath  the  lhadew  of  his  wings. 

[,  Faith  in  his  name  forbids  my  fear: 
O  may  thy  prefence  ne'er  depart ! 
And  in  the  morning  make  me  hear 
The  love  and  kindnefs  of  thy  heart. 

6  Thus,  when  the  night  of  death  fhall  come, 
My  flefh  mall  reft  beneath  the  ground, 
And  wait  thy  voice  to  roufe  my  tomb, 
"With  fweet  falvation  in  the  found.] 

LXXXI.    A  fong  for  the  morning  or  evenings 
Lam.  iii.  23.     Ifa.  xlv.  7. 

1  "&   4TY  Gcd,  how  endlefs  is  thy  love  ! 
xVjL  Thy  gifts  are  ev'ry  ev'ning  new ; 
-And  morning  mercies  from  above 
Gently  diftil,  like  early  dew. 

2  Thou  fpread'ft  the  curtains  of  the  night.,. 
Great  Guardian  of  my  deeping  hours  ; 
Thy  fov'reign  word  reftores  the  light, 
And  quickens  all  my  drowfy  pow'rs. 

3  I  yield  my  pow'rs  to  thy  command  ; 
To  thee  I  confecrate  my  days: 
Perpetual  bleffings  from  thine  hand 
Demand  perpetual  fongs  of  praife. 

LXXXII.  God  far  db&ve  creatures;  or,  «?**■ 

vain  and  mortal,  job  iv.    17 — 2 1 . 
1    C1Hall  the  vile  race  of  flefh  and  blood 

j3  Contend  with  their  Creator,   God  ? 
I    Shall  mortal  worms  prefumc  to  be 

More  holy,  wife,  or  juft  than  he  .? 

'2  Behold,  he  puts  his  truft  in  none 
Of  all  the  fpirits  round  his  throne: 
Their  natures,  when  compa'r'tl  with  his, 
\rc  neither  holy,  juft,  nor  wife. 

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3  But  how  much  meaner  things  are  they 
Who  fpring  from  duft,  and  dwell  in  clay  ! 
Touch'd  by  the  finger  of  thy  wrath, 

We  faint  and  vanilh  like  the  moth . 

4  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night, 
We  die  by  thoufands  in  thy  light  • 
Bury'd  in  duft  whole  nations  lie , 
Like  a  forgotten  vanity. 

5  Almighty  Pow'r,  to  thee  we  bow  ; 
How  frail  are  we !  how  glorious  thou ! 
No  more  the  fons  of  earth  fhall  dare 
With  an  eternal  God  compare. 

LXXXHI.    Afflictions -and  death  under  Pro- 
vidence,  Job  v.  6,  7,  8. 

1  "^JOT  from  the  duft  affliction  grows, 
xN|  '   Nor  troubles  rife  by  chance ; 
Yet  we  are  born  to  cares  and  woes ; 

A  fad  inheritance  ! 

2  As^fparks  break  out  from  burning  coaIs» 

And  ftill  are  upwards  borne  ; 
So  grief  is  rooted  in  our  fouls, 
And  man  grows  up  to  mourn : 

3  Yet  with  my  God  I  leave  my  caufe, 

And  truft  his  promis'd  grace ; 
He  rules  me  by  his  well-known  laws1 
Of  love  and  right'oufnefs. 

4  Net  all  the  pains  that  e'er  I  bore 

Shall  fpoil  my  future  peace ; 
For  death  and  hell  can  do  no  more 
Than  what  my  Father  pleafe. 

E. XX XIV.      Salvation,    right eoufnefs,    and' 
Jlrength  in  Christ,    Ifa.  xlv.  21—  -25.. 

1    TEhovah  fpeaks,    let  IJr'el  hear, 
J-  Let  all  the  earth  rejoice  and  fear, 

G  3  WfrHe- 


*;*  My  m  n  s    hrJ  '  Boole  I0 

While  God's  eternal  Son  proclaims 
His  fov 'reign  honours  and  his  names. 

2  "lam  the  Laft,  and  I  the  Firft, 

"  The  Saviour-GoD,  and  God  theJuO:; 
"  There's  none  beiide  pretends  to  fhew 
<l  Such  juftice  and  falvation  too. 

[3  "  Ye  that  in  fhades  of  darknefs  dwell, 
'*  Juft  on  the  verge  of,  death  and  hell, 
"  Look  up  to  me  from  d>ilant  lands, 
e<  Light,  life,  and  heav-'n  are  in  my  haftdse- 

4  "  I  by  my  holy  name  hare  fworn, 

"  Nor  mall  the  word  in  vain  return  ; 
**  To  me  ihali  all  things  bend  the  knee, 
"  And  ev'ry  tongue  ihall  fwear  to  me.] 

5  "  In  me  alone  rhall  men  confefe 

"  Lies  all  their  ftrength  and  right'onrfnefo  : 
"  But  fuch  as  dare  defpife  my  name, 
'"  I'll  cloath.'em  with  eternal  mame. 

6  "  In  me,  the  Lot.d,  jfhall  all  the  feed 
"  Oi  Ifrcl  from  the  t  fms  be  freed  ; 

"  And  by  their  fhin'-ng  graces  prove 
€i  Their  int'reft  in  my  pard'ning  love." 

.••     LXXXV.    The  fixe. 

1  r  I  '^HE  Lord  on  hip;h  \ :?-oclanr.s 

£.        His  godheaJ 
Mercy  and  Juftice  a*e  the  i*  i 
By  which- 1  <will  be  •k::c-jjz, 

2  Te  dying  fouls  >  that  ft 
In  darknefs  tpr.d  drfrefs^ 

hock  from  4i>e  borders  cf  the  pit 
To  my  recevrir?  ?race. 

3  Srnners  &ali  hear  Cms,  ftinid ; 
Their  thankful  tpngues  Chall  pwh, 

Our  righV'dufnefs  tzndfrcn^.'^ 


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4  In  thee  {hall  tfrtl  ttuft, 
And  fee  their  -guilt  forgiv'n  • 
God  will  pronounce  the  finnefs  ju&, 
And  take  the  faints  te  heav'n. 

LXXXVI.     Gbn  loly,  jkft,   and  foveretgn*. 

Job  ix.  2 10. 

r-TjOW  fhould  the  fonfc-of  J  dam's  race 
Be  pure  before  their  God! 
1£  he  contend  in  -right'oufnefs 
We  fall  beneath  his  rod. 

2  To  •Vindicate  my  woreb  and  thoughts 

1*11  make  no  tnbre  pretence ; 
Not  one  f>£  all  my  thoufand  faults 
Can  X>ear  a  juft  defence, 

3  Strong  is 'his  Arm,  his  Heart  is  wife; 

What  vain  prefumers  dare. 
Againft  their  Maker's  hand  to  rife, 
Or  'tempt  th'  unequal  war  ? 

[4  Mountains  by  his  almighty  wrath 
From  their  old  feats  are  torn; 
He  fhafces  the  earth  from  South  to  North  s 
And  ail  her  pillars  mourn  : 

5  He  bids  the  fun  forbear  to  rife ; 

Th'  Obedient  fun  forbears : 
His  hand  with  fackcloth  fpre-ads  the  .ikies? 
And  Teals  up  all  the  ftars. 

6  He  walks  upon  the  ftormy  fea  ; 

Flies  on  the  ftormy  wind  ; 
There's  none  can  trace  his  won^'roUs  way,-, 
Or  his  dark  footfteps  find.] 

LX  XXVII.  God  dwells  with  the  bumble  and 
penitent,   Ifa.  Ivii.    15,  16. 

THUS  faith  the  high  and  lofty  One, 
"  I  fit  upon  my  holy  throne  : 
'*  My  name  is  God,  I  dwell  on  high  ; 
"  Dwell  in  my  own  eternity:  2  "But 


5<S  Hymns    and  Book  I* 

2  "  But  I  defcend  to  worlds  below; 
"  On  earth  I  have  a  manfion  too : 
"  The  humble  fpirit  and  contrite 
"  Is  an  abode  of  my  delight. 

3  ■  "  The  humble  foul  my  words  revive  ; 

"I  bid  the  mourning  fmner  live  ; 
M  Heal  all  the  broken  hearts  I  find, 
"  Arid  eafe  the  forrows  of  the  mind. 

[ 4  "  When  I  contend  againft  their  fin, 

"  I  make  them  know  how  vile  they've  been  y 

"  But  mould  my  wrath  for  ever  fmoke, 

*'  Their  fouls  would  fmk  beneath  my  (broke." 

5   O  may  thy  pard'ning  grace  be  nigh, 
Left  we  mould  faint,  defpair,  and  die  ! 
Thus  lliall  our  better  thoughts  approve 
The  methods  of  tliy  chaft'ning  love.] 

LXXXVIII.     Life  the  day  of  grace  and  hope, 
Ecclef.  ix.  4,  5,  6,  10. 

I  T"     IFE  is  the  time  to  ferve  the  Lord, 
I    j  The  time  t'  infure  the  great  reward; 
And  while  the  lamp  holds  out  to  burn, 
The  vileft  firiner  may  return. 

[2  Life  is  the  hour  that  God  has  giv'n 
To  'fcape  from  hell,  and  fly  to  heav'n  ; 
The  day  of  grace,  and  mortals  may- 
Secure  the  bleflings  of  the  day.] 

3  The  living  know  that  they  mull  die,  • 

But  all  the  dead  forgotten  lie; 
j     Their  mem'ry  and  their  fenfe  is  gone, 

Alike  unknowing  and  unknown. 

[4  Their  hatred  and  their  love  is  loft, 
Their  envy  buried  in  the  duft ; 
They  have  no  mare  in  all  that's  done 
Beneath  the  circuit  of  the  fun.  j  r 

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5  Then  what  my  thoughts  defign  to  do, 
My  hands  with  all  your  might  purfue ; 
Since  no  device,  nor  work  is  found, 

Nor  faith,  nor  hope,  beneath  the  ground, 

6  There  are  no  acts  of  pardon  pad 

In  the  cold  grave,  to  which  we  hade  • 
But  darknefs,  death,  and  long  defpair, 
Reign  in  eternal  hlence  there. 

LXXXI%.    Youth  and  judgment,  Eccl.xi.  9*- 
I,  "T^E  fons  of, Adam,   vain  and  young, 
X    Indulge  yOur  eyes,  indulgeyour  tongue, 
Tafte  the  delights  your  fouls  defire, 
And  give  a  looie  to  all  your  Ere. 

2  Purfue  the  pleafures  you  deiign, 

And  chear  your  hearts  with  fongs  and  wine  j 
Enjoy  the  day  of  mirth,  but  know 
There  is  a  day  of  judgment  too. 

3  Gor>  from  on  high  beholds  your  thoughts  y 
His  book  records  your  fecret  faults : 

The  works  of  darknefs,  you  have  done, 
Muft  all  appear  before  the  fun. 

4  The  vengeance  to  your  follies  due 
Should  fer. ike  your  hearts  with  terror  thro-Y 
How  will  ye  Hand  before  his  face, 

Or  aniwer  for  his  injur'd  grace  ? 

5  Almighty  Go©,  'turn  off  their  eyes 
From  the/e  alluring  vanities  ; 

*  And  let  the  thunder  01 .  thy  word 
iiwake  their- fouls  to  fear  the  Lord. 

XC.     7fo  fame. 

1   T     0.  the  young  tribes  of  Main  rife,      ] 
I    4     And  thro'  ail  nature  rove  ; 
Fulfil  the  wifhes  of  their  eyes,  ...  •. 
And  tafte  the  joys  .they  love. 

2  The)r 


58  Hymns    and  Book  T. 

2  They  give  a  k>ofe  to  wild  defires ; 

But  let  the  fmners  know 
The  Ariel:  account  that  God  requires 
Of  all  the  works  they  do. 

3  Thex  Judge  prepares  his  throne  on  high'; 

The  frighted  eartb  and  feas  • 
Avoid  the  fury  of  his  eye* 
And  fly  before  his  face. 

4  How  mall  I  bear  that  dreadful  day, 

And  {land  the  fiery  teft  ? 
I  give  all  mortal  joys  away 
To  be  for  ever  bleit. 

XCI.  Advice  to  youth  ;  or,  old  age  and  death' 
in  an  unco7iverted  JIate,  Ecclef.  xii.  I,  7. 
Ifa.  lxv.   20. 

I  "^  TOW  in  the  heat  of  youthful  blood 
X  %|    Remember  your  Creator,  God  : 
Behold,  the  months  come  halt'ning  on,  • 
When  you  fhall  lay,  My  joys  are  gone. 

1  Behold,  the  aged  fmner'goes, 
Laden  with  guilt  and  heavy  woes, 
Down  to  the  regions  of  the  dead, 
With  endlefs  curfes  on  his  head. 

g   The  duft  returns  to  duil  again; 
The  foul,  in  agonies  of  pain, 
Afcends  to  God;  net'  there  to  dwell; 
But  hears  her  doom,  and  links  to  helL 

4  Eternal  King,  I  fear  thy  name, 
Teach  me  to  know  how  frail  I  am ; 
And  when  my  foul  muit  hence  remove, 
Give  me  a  manfion  in  thy  love. 

XCII.     Christ  the  Wifdom  of  God,    Prov, 

viii.    1,  22 32. 

X    QjHall  Wifdom  cry  *doud, 
>J  And  not  her  fpeech  be  heard  ? 

The' 


Book  I.       Spiritual  Sohgs.  $$ 

The  voice  of  God's  eternal  Word, 
Deierves  it  no  regard  ? 

2   "  I  was  his  chief  delight, 
"  His  everlafting  Son, 
<f  Before  the  firft  of  all  his  works, 
f  Creation,  was  begun. 

[3  "  Before  the  flying  clouds, 
rt  Before  the  folid  land, 
"  Before  the  fields,  before  the  floods* 
««  I  dwelt  at  his  right-hand. 

4  U  When  he  adorn'd  the  fkies, 

"  And  built  them,  I  was  there, 
e<  To  order  when  the  fun  fhould  rife, 
"  And  marihal  ev'ry  ftar. 

5  "  When  he  pour'd  out  the  fea, 
et  And  fpread  the  flowing  deep, 

tl  I  gave  the  flood  a  firm  decree 
"  In  its  own  bounds  to  keep.] 

6  "  Upon  the  empty  air 

"  The  earth  was  ballanc'd  well-; 
-■■*'  With  joy  I  faw  the  manfion  where 
"  The  fonsof  men  lhould  dwells 

7  "  My  bufy  thoughts  at  firft 
"  On  their  falvation  ran, 

"  Ere  fin  was  born,  or  Adam's  duft 
"  Was  fafhion'd  to  a  man. 

8  "  Then  come,  receive  my  grace, 

"  Ye  children,  and  be  wife; 
"  Happy  the  man  that  keeps  my  ways, 

"  The  man  that  fhuns  them  dies." 

XCIII.  Christ,  or  Wifdom,  obeyed  or  refijl* 
ed,   Prov.  viii.   34 36. 

I  ^HnVHUS  faith  the  Wifdom  of  the  Lorp, 
jL    *  *  Bkft  is  the  man  that  hears  my  word ; 

"  Keeps 


6o  Hymns    and  Book  I. 

"  Keeps  daily  watch  before  my  gstes, 
"  And  at  my  feet  for  mercy  waits. 

2  "  The  foul  that  feeks  me  {hall  obtain 
"  Immortal  wealth  and  heav'nly  gain  ; 
"  Immortal  life  is  his  reward, 

"  Life,  and  the  favour  of  the  Lord. 

3  "  But  the  vile  wretch  that  flies  from  me, 
"  Doth  his  own  foul  an  injury; 

"  Fools  that  againii  my  grace  rebel, 

"  Seek  death,  and  love  the  road  to  hell.  n 

XCIV.  Jujiif  cation  by  faithy  not  by  works ;  or, 
the  law  condemn*)  grace  jujii fits >  Rom.  iii„ 
19 22. 

1  "Y  TAIN  are  the  hopes  the  fons  of  men 

V       On  their  own  works  have  built; 
Their  hearts  by  nature  all  unclean, 
And  all  their  actions  guilt." 

2  Let  Jew  and  Gentile  Hop  their  mouths 

Without  a  murm'ring  word, 
And  the  whole  race  of  Adam  {land 
Guilty  before  the  Lord. 

3  In  vain  we  afk  God's  right'ous  law 

To  juftify  us  now. 
Since  to  convince  and  to  condemn 
Is  all  the  law  can  do. 

4  Jesus,  how  glorious  is  thy  gface, 

When  in  thy  name  we  trull ! 
Our  faith  receives  a  right'oufnefs 
That  makes  the  finner  juft. 

XCV.  Regeneration,  Joh.  i.  13.  and  in.  3,6^. 

I  ~?VTOT  all  the  outward  forms  on  earth, 
i\|      Nor  rites  that  God  has  giv'n, 
Nor  will  of  man,  nor  blood,  nor  birth, 
Can  raife  a  foul  to  heav'n. 

2  The 


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2  The  fov'reign  will  of  God  alone 

Creates  us  heirs  of  grace ; 
Born  in  the  image  of  his  Son, 
A  new  peculiar  race. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  fome  heav'nly  wind, 

Blows  on  the  fons  of  fleih, 

New-models  all  the  carnal  mind, 

And  forms  the  man  afreih. 

4  Our  quicken'd  fouls  awake,  and  rife, 

From  the  long  fieep  of  death ; 
On  heav'nly  things  we  fix  our  eyes, 
And  praile  employs  cur  breath. 

XCVl.  Elec7io;t  excludes  boafting,  iCor.26--3i. 
UT  few  among  the  carnal  wife, 
But  few  of  noble  race, 
Obtain  the  favour  of  thine  eyes 
Almighty  King  of  Grace. 

2  He  takes  the  men  of  meaneft  name 

For  fons  and  heirs  of  God; 
And  thus  he  pours  abundant  fhame 
On  honourable  blood. 

3  He  calls  the  fool,  and  makes  him  know 

The  myft'ries  of  his  grace, 
To  bring  afpiring  wifdom  low, 
And  ail  its  pride  abafe. 

4  Nature  has  all  its  glories  loir, 

When  brought  before  his  throne  ; 
No  fieih  (hall  inhis-  prefence  boaft, 
But  in  the  Lord  alone. 

XCV1I.  ""Christ  cur  Wifdom,  Right  eoufnepj 

&c.   i  Cor.  i.  30. 
I   fj  Ury'd  in  ihadows  of  the  night, 

J3  We  lie  till  Christ  reftores  the  light; 
Wifdom  defcends  to  heal  the  blind, 
And  chafe  the  darknefs  of  the  miad. 

H  2  Our 


62  H  y  vt  ft  s    and  Book  I, 

2  Our  guilty  fouls  are  drown'd  in  tears 
'Till  his  atoning  blood  appears; 
Then  we  awake  from  deep  diftrefs, 
And  fmg,  The  Lord  our  Right' oufnefs-, 

3  Our  very  frame  is  mix'd  with  fin ; 
His  Spirit  makes  our  natures  clean : 
Such  virtues  from  his  fuff 'rings  flow, 
At  once  to  cleanfe  and  pardon  too. 

4  Jesus  beholds  where  fatan  reigns, 
Binding  his  flaves  in  heavy  chains  ; 
He  fets  the  pris'ners  free,  and  breaks 
The  iron  bondage  from  our  necks. 

5  Poor  helplefs  worms  in  thee  pofTefs 
Grace,  wifdom,  powV,   and  right'oufnefs  j 
Thou  art  our  mighty  All,  and  we 

Give  our  whole  felves,  O  Lord,  to  thee. 

XCVIII.     r he  fame. 

i   TjOW  heavy  is  the  night 

JL     That  hangs  upon  our  eyes, 
'Till  Christ,  with  his  reviving  light, 
Over  our  fouls  arife  ? 

2  Our  guilty  fpirits  dread 

To  meet  the  wrath  of  heav'n  ; 
But  in  his  right'oufnefs  array'd 
We  fee  our  fins  forgiv'n. 

3  Unholy  and  impure 

Are  all  our  thoughts  and  ways ; 
His  hands  infected  nature  cure 
With  fanctifying  grace. 

4  The  pow'rs  of  hell  agree 
To  hold  our  fouls  in  vain ; 

He  fets  the  fons  of  bondage  free, 
And  breaks  the  curfed  chain, 

f  Lord, 


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5   Lord,  we  adore  thy  ways 
To  bring  us  near  to  God, 
Thy  fov'reign  pow'r,   thy  healing  grace, 
And  thine  atoning  blood. 

XCIX.  ^Stones  made  children  ?/ Abraham  ; 
or,  grace  not  conveyed  by  religions  parents? 
Matt.  Hi.  9. 

1  "T  TAIN  are  the  hopes  that  rebels  place 

V       Upon  their  birth  and  blood, 
Defcended  from  a  pious  race  ; 
(Their  fathers  now  with  God.) 

2  He  from  the  caves  of  earth  and  hell 

Can  take  the  harded  ftones, 
And  fill  the  houfe  of  Abra-'m  well 
With  new-created  fons. 

3  Such  wond'rous  pow'r  lie  doth  pofTefs, 

Who  form'd  our  mortal  frame, 
Who  call'd  the  world  from  emptinefs  ; 
The  world  obey'd  and  came. 

C.   Believe  and  be  faved,  John  iii.  16,  17,  18. 

1  '^TG f  t0  condemn  the  fons  of  men 
X*H    Did  Christ  the  Son  of  G  c  d  appear : 
No  weapons  in  his  hands  are  feen, 

No  flaming  fword,  nor  thunder  there. 

2  Such  was  the  pity  of  our  God, 
He  lov'd  the  race  of  man  fo  well, 
He  fent  his  Son  to,  bear  our  load 

Of  fins,  and  fave  our  fouls  from  hell. 

3  Sinners,  believe  the  Saviour's  word, 
Truft  in  his  mighty  name,  and  live ; 
A  thoufand  joys  his  lips  afford, 

His  hands  a  thoufand  bleffings  give. 

4  But  vengeance  and  damnation  lies 
On  rebels  who  refufe  the  grace ) 

H  2  Who 


64  Hymns    and  Book  I. 

Who  God's  eternal  Son  defpife, 
The  hotteft  hell  fhall  be  their  place. 

CI.      Joys  in  heaven  for  a  repenting  /inner , 
Luke  xv.  7,  10. 

1  \  TjHO  can  defcribe  the  joys  that  rife, 

V V     Thro'  all  the  courts  of  paradife, 
To  fee  a  prodigal  return, 
To  fee  an  heir  of  glory  born  ? 

2  With  joy  the  Father  doth  approve 
The  fruit  of  his  eternr.l  love  : 

The  Son  with  joy  looks  down  and  fees 
The  purchafe  of  his  agonies. 

3  The  Spirit  takes  delight  to  view 
The  holy  foul  he  form'd  anew ; 
And  faints  and  angels  join  to  fing 
The  growing  empire  of  their  King. 


:'B 


CII.     The  beatitudes,    Matt.  v.  2 12. 

Lefs'd  are  the  humble  fouls'  that  fee 
Their  emptinefs  and  poverty  ; 
Treafures  of  grace  to  them  are  giv'n, 
,  And  crowns  of  joy  laid  np  in  heav'n.] 

[2  Blefs'd  are  the  men  of  broken  hear;:, 
Who  mourn  for  fin  with  inward  fmart ;. 
The  blood  of  Christ  divinely  flows 
A  healing  balm  for  all  their  woes.] 

[3  Blefs'd  are  the  meek,  who  Hand  afar 
From  rage  and  paffion,  noife  and  war; 
God  will  fecare  their  happy  ftate, 
And  plead  their  caufe  agamic  the  great.] 

lefs'd  are  the  fouls  that  third  for  grace, 
Hunger  and  long  for  right'oufnefs  ; 
They  fhal|  be  well  fupply'd  and  fed 
With  living  ftreams  and  living  bread.] 

[j  Blefs'c 


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[5  Blefs'd  are  the  men  whofe  towels  move 
And  melt  with  fympathy  .and  love ; 
From  Christ  the  Lord  fhall  they  obtain 
Like  fympathy  and  love  again.] 

[6  Blefs'd  are  the  pure,  whofe  hearts  are  clean 
From  the  defiling  pow'rs  of  fin; 
With  endlefs  pleafure  they  Ihall  fee 
A  God  of  fpotlefs  purity.] 

[7  Blefs'd  are  the  men  of  peaceful  life, 
Who  quench  the  coals  of  growing  ftrife; 
They  fhall  be  call'd  the  heirs  of  blifs, 
The  fons  of  God,  the  God  of  peace.] 

[8  Blefs'd  are  the  fuff'rers  who  partake 
Of  pain  and  fhame  for  Jesus'  fake; 

.     Their  fouls  fhall  triumph  in  the  Lord, 
Glory  and  joy  are  their  reward.] 

CIII.  Not  afl?a?ned  of  the  go/pel,  2  Tim.i.  12* 

M  not  afham'd  to  own  my  Lord, 
Or  to  defend  his  caufe, 
Maintain  the  honour  of  his  word, 
The  glory  of  his  crofs. 

2  Jesus,  my  God  !  I  know  his  name  ;• 

His  name  is  all  my  truft  ; 
Nor  will  he  put  my  foul  to  fhame, 
Nor  let  my  hope  be  loft. 

3  Firm  as  his  throne  his  promife  ftands, 

And  he-  can  well  fecure 
What  I've  committed  to  his  hands, 
'Till  the  decifive  hour. 

4  Then  will  he  own  my  worthlefs  name 

Before  his  Father's  face, 

And  in  the  New  Jerufalem 

Appoint  my  foul  a  place, 

h  3  giv, 


66  M  Y  m  n  s    and  Book  I. 

CIV.  A  ftaie  of  nature  <b  grace ,  iCor.vi.  10.  n. 

j   T^TOT  the  malicious  or  profane, 
J^^J      The  wanton  or  the  proud, 
Nor  thieves,  nor  fiand Vers,  fhail  obtain 
The  kingdom  of  our  God. 

2  Surpriimg  grace  !   and  fuch  were  we 

By  nature  and  by  fin, 

Heirs  of  immortal  miiery, 

Unholy  and  unclean. 

3  But  we  are  wafh'd  in  Jesus'  blood, 

We're  pardon'd  thro'  his  name  ; 
And  the  good  Spirit  of  our  God 
Has  fanccify'd  our  frame. 

4  O  for  a  perfevering  pow'r 

To  keep  thy  juft  commands  S 
We  would  defile  cur  hearts  no  more; 
No  more  pollute  our  hands. 

CV ,  Heaven  ifivijtble  and  holy,  iCor.ii.  9,  10.. 
Rev.  xxi.  27. 

1  1\TOR-  e>re  nas  feen»   nor  ear  nas  heard-,., 
X^l      Nor  fenfe,  nor  reafon  known, 
What  joys  the  Father  has  prepar'd 

For  thofe  that  love  the  Son. 

2  But  the  good  Spirit  of  the  Lord 

Reveals  a  heav'n  to  come ; 
The  beams  of  glory  in  his  word 
x^llure  and  guide  us  home. 

3  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  fky, 

And  all  the  region  peace  ; 
No  wanton  lips,  nor  wanton  eye3 
Can  fee  or  tafle  the  bli  fs. 

4  Thofe  holy  gates  for  ever  bar 

Pollution,  fin,  and  fhame  ; 
None  mail  obtain  admittance  there 
But  foH'wers  of  the  Lamb  ; 

5  He 


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5  He  keeps  the  Father's  book  of  life, 
There  all  their  names  are  found  : 
The  hypocrite  in  vain  ftiall  ftrive 
To  tread  the  heav'nly  ground. 

CVI.     Dead  to  Jin  by  the  crofs  0/ Christy 
Rom.  vi.   1,  2,  6.     1 

1  Q  Hall  \ve  go  on  to  fin, 

^3     Becaufe  thy  grace  abounds,. 
Or  crucify  the  Lord  again, 
And  open  all  his  wounds  ? 

2  Forbid  it,  viighty  God  ! 
Nor  let  it  e'er  be  faid, 

That  we,  whofe  fins  are  crucify'd, 
Should  raiie  them  from  the  dead^ 

3  We  will  be  flaves  no  more, 
Since  Christ  has  made  us  free, 

lias  naii'd  our  tyrants  to  his  crofs, 
And  bought  our  liberty. 

CVII.  The  fall  and  recovery  of  man;  or* 
Christ  and  fat  an  at  enmity ',  Gen.  iii.  1, 
1^,17.     Gal.  iv.  4.     Col.  ii.   15. 

1.  TP^Eceiv'd  by  fubtle  fnares  of  hell, 
\_J  Adam  our  head,  our  father,  fell, 
When  fatan,  in  the  ferpent  hid, 
Propos'd  the  fruit  that  God  forbid. 

2  Death  was  the  threat'ning  :  death  began 
To  take  poileffion  of  the  man; 

His  unborn  race  receiv'd  the  wound. 
And  heavy  curfes  fmote  the  ground. 

3  But  fatan  found  a  worfe  reward: 
Thus  faith  the  vengeance  of  the  Lord? 
Let  everlajti?ig  hatred  be 

Betwixt  the.  woman's  Seed  and  thee, 

4  The  woman's  Seed Jhall  be  my  Son; 
lie  f? all  dejfroy  what  thou  hajl  done; 

Shall 


63  Hymns    and  Book  I. 

Shall  break  thy  head,  and  only  feel 
Thy  malice  raging  at  his  heel. 

£5  He  fpake ;  and  bid  four  thoufand  years 
Roll  on  :   at  length  his  Son  appears; 
Angels  with  joy  defcend  to  earth, 
And  fing  the  joung  Redeemer's  birth. 

6  Lo,  by  the  fons  of  hell  he  dies ! 

But  as  he  hung  'twixt  earth  and  fkies, 
He  gave  their  prince  a  fatal  blow, 
And  triumph'd  o'er  the  pow'rs  below.] 

CVIII.  Christ  unfeen  and  beloved,  1  Pet.  i .  8 . 

1  "VTOT  with  our  mortal  eyes 

X  >|     Have  we  beheld  the  Lord, 
Yet  we  rejoice  to  hear  his  name, 
And  love  him  in  his  word. 

2  On  earth  we  want  the  fight 
Of  our  Redeemer's  face  ; 

Yet,  Lord,  our  inmoft  thoughts  delight 
To  dwell  upon  thy  grace. 

3  And  when  we  tafte  thy  love, 
Our  joys  divinely  grow 

Unfpeakable,  like  thofe  above, 
And  heav'n  begins  below. 


'O 


CIX.  The  value  of  Christ,  and  his  right  e- 
oufnefs,    Phil.    iii.  7,  8,  9. 

1  IV  TO  more,  my  God,  I  boaft  no  more 
JJ^    Of  all  the  duties  I  have  done ; 

I  quit  the  hopes  I  held  before, 
To  truft  the  merits  of  thy  Son. 

2  Now  for  the  love  I  bear  his  name, 
What  was  my  gain  I  count  my  lofs ; 
My  former  pride  I  call  my  fhame, 
And  nail  my  glory  to  hio  crofs. 

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3  Yes,  and  I  muft  and  will  efteem 
All  things  but  lofs  for  Jesus'  fake: 
O  may  my  foul  be  found  in  him, 
And  of  his  right'oufnefs  partake ! 

4  The  beft  obedience  of  my  hands 
Dares  not  appear  before  thy  throne ; 
But  faith  can  anfwer  thy  demands, 
By  pleading  what  my  Lord  has  done. 

CX.  Death  &  hmnediate  glory,  2Cor.  v.  i,  5—  8. 

1  v  9  "vHere  is  a  houfe  not  made  with  hands, 

Eternal,  and  on  high  ; 
And  here  my  fpirit  waiting  ftands, 
'Till  God  (hall  bid  it  fly. 

2  Shortly  this  prifon  of  my  clay 

Muft  be  difibiv'd  and  fall; 
Then,  O  my  foul,  with  joy  obey 
Thy  heav'nly  Father's  call. 

3  'Tis  he,  by  his  almighty  grace, 

That  forms  thee  fk  for  heay'n  • 
And,  as  an  earneft  of  the  place., 
Has  his  own  Spirit  giv'n. 

4  We  walk  by  faith  of  joys  to  come  % 

Faith  lives  upon  his  word : 
But  while  the  body  is  our  home, 
We're  abfent  from  the  Lord. 

5  'Tis  pleafant  to  believe  thy  grace, 

But  we  had  .rather  fee ; 
We  would  be  abfent  from  the  flelh, 
And.prefent,  Lord,  with  thee. 

CXI.    Salvation  by  grace,    Titus  iii.   3—7. 

[  1  T     O  R  D ,  we  confefs  our  num'rous  faults  ; 

J 4     How  great  our  guilt  has  been  ! 

Foolifh  and  vain  were  all  our  thoughts, 
And  all  our  lives  were  fin. 

2  But 


fry  Hymns    and  Book  I, 

2  But,  0  my  foul,  for  ever  pralfe, 
For  ever  love  his  name, 
Who  turns  thy  feet  from  dang'rous  ways, 
Of  folly,  fin,  and  fhame.] 

[3  'Tis  not  by  works  of  right'oufnefs 
Which  our  own  hands  have  done  ; 
But  we  are  fav'd  byfov'reign  grace, 
Abounding  thro'  his  Son.] 

4  'Tis  from  the  mercy  of  our  God 

That  all  our  hopes  begin  ; 
'Tis  by  the  water  and  the  blood 
Our  fouls  are  wafh'd  from  fin. 

5  'Tis  thro'  the  purchafe  of  his  death, 

Who  hung  upon  the  tree, 
The  Spirit  is  fent  down  to  breathe 
On  fuch  dry  bones  as  we. 

6  Rais'd  from  the  dead  we  live  anew  j 

And  juftify'd  by  grace, 
We  mall  appear  in  glory  too, 
And  fee  our  Father's  face. 

CXII.       The  hrafen  ferpent  ;     or,    looking  to 
Jesus,    John  iii.    14---16. 

J    CjO  did  the  Hebrew  prophet  raife 
j3      The  brafen  ferpent  high  ; 
The  wounded  felt  immediate  eafe, 
The  camp  forbore  to  die. 

2  Leak  upward  in  the  dying  Lmr, 

And  live,  the  prophet  cries  ; 
But  Christ  performs  a  nobler  cure, 
When  faith  lifts  up  her  eyes. 

3  High  on  the  crofs  the  Saviour  hung  ; 

High  on  the  heav'ns  he  reigns : 
Here  finners,  by  th'  old  ferpent  ftung, 
Look,  and  forget  their  pains. 

4  When 


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4  When  God's  own  Son  is  lifted  up, 
A  dying  world  revives ; 
The  Jew  beholds  the  glorious  hope, 
Th'  expiring  Gentile  lives. 

CXIII.     Abraham's  blejfing  m  the  Gentiles^ 
Gen.xvii.  7.     Rom.  xv.  8.     Mark- x.  14. 

1  TjOW  large  the  promife!  how  divine  1 
X~i     To  Abram  and  his  feed  ; 

I'll  be  a  God  to  thee  and  thine 9 
Supplying  all  their  need. 

2  The  words  of  his  extenfive  love 

From  age  to  age  endure ; 
The  Angel  of  the  Cov'nant  proves, 
And  feals  the  bleiTmg  fure. 

3  Jesus  the  ancient  faith  confirms, 

To  our  great  fathers  giv'n; 
He  takes  young  children  to  his  arms, 
And  calls  them  heirs  of  lieav'n. 

4  Our  God,  how  faithful  are  his  ways  ! 

His  love  endures  the  fame  ; 
Nor  from  the  promife  of  his  grace 
Blots  out  the  childrens  name. 

CXIV.  The  fame,  Rom.  xi.   16,  17. 

1  riEntiles  by  nature,  we  belong 

To  the  wild  olive  wood ; 
Grace  took  us  from  the  barren  tree, 
And  grafts  us  in  the  good. 

2  With  the  fame  blefiings  grace  endows 

The  Gentile  and  the  Je-xv  ; 

If  pure  and  holy  be  the  root, 

Such  are  the  branches  too. 

3  Then  Jet  the  children  cf  the  faints 

Be  dedicate  to  God  ; 
Pour  out  thy  Spirit  on  them,  Lord3 
And  wafh  them  in  thy  blood , 

4  Thus 


72  ,  Hymns    and  Book  I. 

4  Thus  to  the  parents,  and  their  feed, 
Shall  thy  falvation  come, 
And  num'rous  houfholds  meet  at  lad 
In  one  eternal  home. 

CXV.  Conviction  of  Jin  by  the  take,  Rom.  vil. 
■  8,  9,  14,  24. 

1  T     ORD,  how  fecure  my  confcience  was, 
I    4     And  felt  no  inward  dread ! 

I  was  alive  without  the  law, 

And  thought  my  fins  were  dead. 

2  My  hopes  of  heav'n  were  firm  and  bright; 

But  fmce  the  precept  came 
With  a  convincing  pow'r  and  light, 
I  find  how  vile  I  am. 

[3  My  guilt  appear'd  but  fmall  before, 
'Till  terribly  I  faw 
How  perfect,  holy,  juft,  and  pure, 
Was  thine  eternal  law. 

4  Then  felt  my  foul  the  heavy  load  j 
My  fins  reviv'd  again; 
I  had  provok'd  a  dreadful  God, 

And  all  my  hopes  were  {lain.]  *** 

£  I'm  like  a  helplefs  cap'ive  fold, 
Under  the  pow'r  of  fm ; 
I  cannot  do  the  gord  i  would, 
Nor  keep  my  conic' eiicc  clean. 

6  My  God,  I  cry  with  ev'ry  breath, 
For  fome  kind  pow'r  to  fa  e, 
To  break  the  yoke  of  fin  and  death, 
And  thus  redeem  the  Have. 

CXVI.       Love  to  God  and  our  neighbour, 
Matt.  xxii.  37-— 40. 

I  'nr^HU  S  faith  the  firft  the  great  command , 
X     M  Let  all  thy  inward  pow'rs  unite 

«'  Tc 


£ c ek  f .       Spiritual  Sft-SGs, 

"  To  love  thy  Maker,  and  thy  God, 
';  With  "utraoii  vigour  and  delight: 

.2   <c  Then  iha!l  thy  neirhbour,  next  In  place 
"  Share  thine  affe$fqns  &n$  elleeia, 
li  And  let  thy  kindne.s  to  thyfelf 
"  Meaiure  and  rale  thy  love  to  him." 

3   This  is  the  fenfe  that  Mtfes  fpoke  • 
This  did  the  prophets  [areacli  and  prove 
For  want  of  this  the  law  is  broke, 
And  the  whole  law's  fulfill'd  by  love, 

.4  But  oh  !  how  bafe  our  paffions  are  !  " 
Plow. cold  our  chanty  and  zeal ! 
Lord,  fill  our  fouls  with  heav'nly  iirey 
Or  we  ihall  ne'er  perform  thy  will. 

CXYII.  Eleaion  fovereign  and  free,   Rom.  h. 

21,  22,  23,  24. 

[1  "jH^Ehoid  the  potter  and  the  clay, 
X3   ^e  forms  his  veffels  as  he  pleafe  : 
Such  is  our  God,  and  fuch  are  we, 
The  iubjects  of  his  high  decrees. 

2*'Doth  not  the  workman's  pow'r  extend 
O'er  all  the  mafs,  which  part  to  chcofe, 
And  mould  it  for  a  nobler  end, 
And  which  to  leave  for  viler  uie  f] 

3  May  not  the  fov'reign  Lord  on  high 
Difpenfe  his  favours  as  he  will, 
Chooie  fome  to  life,  while  others  die, 
And  yet  be  juil  and  gracious  ftill  ? 

[4  What  if,  to  make  his  terror  known, 
He  lets  his  patience  long  endure, 
S  .5  ring  vile  rebels  to  go  on, 
Aad  feai  their  own  deftru&ion  fure  ? 

5  What  if  he  means  to  fhew  his  grace, 
Jknd  his  electing  love  employs 

I  To 


74  Hymns    and  Book  I, 

To  mark  out  fome  of  mortal  race, 
And  forms  them  fit  for  heav'nly  joys  ?J 

6  Shall  man  reply  againft  the  Lord, 
And  call  his  Maker's  ways  unjuft, 
The  thunder  of  whole  dreadful  word 
Can  crufh  a  thoufand  worlds  to  duil  ? 

7  But,  O  my  foul,  if  truth  fo  bright 
Should  dazzle  and  confound  thy  fight, 
Yet  ftill  his  written  will  obey, 

And  wait  the  great  decifive  day. 

8  Then  (hall  he  make  his  juftice  known, 
And  the  whole  world,   before  his  throne, 
With  joy,  or  terror,  fhall  confefs 

The  glory  of  his  righ'toufnefs. 

CX VIII .  Mofes  and  Christ;  or,  fins  again]} 
the  law  and  go/pel,  John  i.  17.  Heb.  iii. 
3,  5,  6.  and  x.  28,  29. 

I   r  I  ^HE  law  by  Mofes  came ; 

X        But  peace,  and  truth,  and  love, 
Were  brought  by  Christ  (a  nobler  name) 
Defcending  from  above. 

1  Amidft  the  houfe  of  God 

Their  diff'rent  works  were  done; 
Mofes  a  faithful  fervant  flood, 
But  Christ  a  faithful  Son. 

3  Then  to  his  new  commands 
Be  ftricl  obedience  paid  ; 

O'er  all  hw  Father's  houfe  he  ftands 
The  SovVeign  and  the  Head. 

4  The  man  that  durft  defpife 
The  law  that  Mofes  brought, 

Behold  !   how  terribly  he  dies 
For  his  prefumpt'ous  fatMt : 

5  But 


Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs.  75 

5   But  forer  vengeance  falls 
On  that  rebellious  race, 
Wlio  hate  to  hear  when  Jesus  calls,    . 
And  dare  refill  his  grace. 

CXIX.  The  different  fuccefs  of  the  gcfpel, 
1  Cor.  i.  23,  24.  2  Cor.  ii.  16.  1  Cor. 
in.  6,-  7.- 

1  /^Hrist  and  his  crofs  is  all  our  theme : 
V_>     The  myit'ries  that  we  fpeak 

Are  fcandal  in  the  Jews  ells  em, 
And  folly  to  the  Creek  : 

2  But  fouls  enlighten'd  from  above 

With  joy  receive  the  word; 
They  fee  what  wifdom,  pow'r,  and  love, 
Shines  in  their  dying  Lord. 

3  The  vital  favour  of  his  name 

Reftores  their  fainting  breath; 
But  unbelief  perverts  the  fame 
To  guilt,  defpair,  and  death. 

4  'Till  God  diirufe  his  graces  down, 

Like  ihow'rs  of  heav'nly  rain, 
In  vain  Apollos  fows  the  ground, 
And  Paul  may  plant  in  vain, 

CXX.     Faith   of  things  unfeen,    Heb,  xi.   1, 
3,  8„  10. 

1  T^Aith  is  the  brighteil  evidence 
J7      Of  things  beyond  our  fight, 
Breaks  thro'  the  clouds  of  flefh  and  fenfe, 

And  dwells  in  heav'nly  light : 

2  It  fets  time  pail  in  prefent  view, 

Brings  diftant  profpedts  home, 
Of  things  a  thoufand  years  ago, 
Or  thoufand  years  to  come. 

3  By  faith  we  know  the  worlds  were  made 

By  God's  almighty  word  : 

I  2  Abrefm 


■]<j  ,     Hymns  and  Book  K 

Ihram^  to  unknown  countries  led, 
By  faith  obey'd  the  Lord. 

4  fie  fought  a  city  fair  and  high, 
Built  by  th'  eternal  hands  ; 
And  faith  aflures  us,  tho'.we  die, 
That  heav'nly  building  ftands. 

CXXI.    Children  devoted  to  God,    Gen.  jtvii, 

7,  10.      Acls  xvi.    14,  15,  33. 

(For  thofe  ivho  praclife  infant  baptifn.) 

1  rnr^HUS  faith  the  mercy  of  the  Lord, 

I         I'll  be  a  Gob  to  thee ; 
1' 7/  clefs  thy  nuviroas  race,   and  they 
Shall  be  a  feed  for  me, 

2  Ahra \m  believ'd  the  promis'd  grace, 

And  gave  his  fons  to  God  : 
But  water  feals  the  bl effing  now, 
That  once  was  feal'd  with  blood. 

3  Thus  Lydia  fanctify'd  her  houfe, 

When  fhe  receiv'd  the  word  ; 
Thus  the  believing  jailor  gave 
Kis  houlhoid  to  the  Lord  : 

4  Thus  later  faints,  eternal  King, 

Thine  ancient  truth  embrace: 
To  thee  their  infant  offspring,  bring, 
And  humbly  claim  the  grace. 

CXXII.       Believers   buried  with   Christ   i% 

b'apttfm,    Rom.  vi.   3,  4,  fee. 
I,  TP\0  Ave  not  know  that  folemi:  word, 

\_J?   That  we  arebury'd  with  the  Lord  ; 

Eaptiz'd  into  his  death,  and  then 

Put  off  the  body  of  our  fm  ? 

1   Our  foul's  receive  diviner  breath, 

Rais'd  from  corruption,  guilt  and  death  : 
So  from  the  grave  did  Christ  arife, 
And  lives  tc  G  cd.  above  the  fkies. 

2  No  , 


Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs.  77 

3  No  more  let  fin* or  fatan  reign 
Over  our  mortal  nefh  again ; 
The  various  lulls  we  ferv'd  before 
Shall  have  dominion  now  no  more. 

C XXIII.      The  repenting  prodigal,    Luke 
xv.    13,  tec. 

1  TTJ  Ehold  the  wretch,  whofe  luft  and  wine 
JO     Had  wafted  his  eftate, 

He  begs  a  fliare  amongft  the  fwine, 
To  tafte  the  hulks  they  eat. 

2  I  die  with  hunger  here,  he  cries; 

I  Jlarve  in  foreign  lands  ; 
My  father's  houfe  has  large  fupplies, 
And  bounteous  are  his  hands. 

3  I'll  go,  and  with  a  mournful  tongue. 

Fall  down  before  his  face  : 
Father,  P  ve  done  thy  jujlice  wrong, 
Ncr  can  deferve  thy  grace. 

4  He  faid,  and  haften'd  to  his  home, 

To  feek  his  father's  love  : 
The  father  faw  the  rebel  come, 
And  all  his  bowels  move. 

5  He  ran,  and  fell  upon  his  neck, 

Embrac'd  and  kifs'd  his  fen ; 
The  rebel's  heart  with  forrow  brake 
For  follies  he  had  done. 

6  Take  off  his  clothes  of  Jhame  and  fin, 

(The  father  gives  command) 
Drefs  him  in  garments  white  and  clean,, 
With  r'nigs  adorn  his  hand. 

*1   A  day  of  feafing  1  ordain, 
Let  mirth  and  joy  abound; 
My  fon  was  dead,  and  lives  again, 
V/as  lofl,  and  now  is  found. 

I  3  CXXIV, 


7  8-  K  y  m  k  s  ■  and  Book  I 

CXXIV.     The  firji  and  fecond  Adam,    Rom., 
v.    12,  6r. 


rr?  in  the  duft,  befora  thy  throne, 
Our  guilt  and  our  drfgrace  we  own : 
Great  God,  we  own  th'  unhappy  name 
Whence  fprung  our  nature  and  cur  fbame  ! 

2  Adam  the  fmner :   at  his  fall 
Death  like  a  conqu'ror  feiz'd  us  all : 
A  thoufand  new-born  babes  are  dead* 
By  fatal  union  to  their  heal. 

3  But  wliiiPc  our  fpirits,  fill'd  with  awe, 
Behold  the  terrors  of  thy  law, 

We  ilng  the  honours  of  thy  grace, 
That  lent  to  fave  our  ruin'd  race. 

4  We  (iag  thine  everlading  Son, 
Who  join'd  our  nature  to  his  own: 
AbAm  the  fecond,  from  the  du ft, 
Eaiies  the  ruins  of  the  firft. 

[j  By  the  re/fyelliqn --of  one  man 

Thro'  all  his  -feed  the.  mifchief  ran ;  - 
And  by  cue  Man's  obedience  now 
Are  all  his  feed  made  right'ous  too. 

6  Where  fin  did  reign  and  .death  alound, 
There  have  the  i^ns  -of  Adam  found 
Abounding  life  ;   there  glorious  grace 
Reigns  thro'  The  Lord  our  Right 'oufnefs .] 

CXXV.  Christ's  companion  to.  the  weak  and 
tempted^  ffeb.  iv.  16.  and  v.  '; .  Rlatt. 
>:ii.   20. 

j  XY7ITH.  joy  we  meditate  the  grace   . 
V  V       Of  our  High-prieft  above ; 
His  heart  is  made  of  tenderncis, 
His  bowels  melt  with  love. 

2  Tonch'd 


Book  I;       Spiritual  Songs.  7> 

2  Touch'd  with  a  fympathy  within, 

He  knows  our  feeble  frame ; 
He  knows  what  fore  temptations  mean,  . 
For  he  has  felt  the  fame. 

3  But  fpotlefs,  innocent  and  pure, 

The  great  Redeemer  ftood, 
While  fatan's  fiery  darts  he  bore, 
And  did  refill  to  blood. 

4  He  in  the  days  of  feeble  flefn 

Pour'd  out  his  cries  and  tears, 
And  in  his  meafure  feels  afreih 
What  ev'ry  member  bears. 

Q  He'll  never  quench  the  fmoking  flaxs 
But  raife  it  to  a  flame; 
The  bruifed  reed  he  never  breaks, 
Nor  fcorns  the  meaneft  name.] 

6  Then  let  our  humble  faith  addrefs 
His  mercy  and  his  pow'r ; 
We  ihall  obtain  deliv'ring  grace 
In  the  diitrefijng  hour. 

CXXVI.  Charity  and  uncharitable7zefs,  Rom, 
xiy,  17,  19.      1  Cor.  x.  32. 

1   XJOT  diff 'rent  food,  or  diff 'rent  drefs, 
X    >i    C  ompofe  the  kingdoms  of  our  Lord; 
But  peace  and  joy,  and  right'oufnefs, 
Faith,  and  obedience  to  his  word. 

1  When  weaker  Chriftians  we  defpife, 
We  do  the  gofpel  mighty  wrong  \ 
For  God,  the  gracious  and  the  wife, 
Receives  the  feeble  with  the  ftrong. 

3  Let  pride  and  wrath  be  banifh'd  hence, 
Meeknefs  and  love  our  fouls  purfue  j 
Nor  lhall  our  practice  give  offence 
To  faints,  the  C entile  cr  the  Jew. 

CXXVIL 


80  Hymns    and  Book  1. 

CXXVII.  Chkist's  invitation  tofinners;  or, 
humility  and  pride.  Matt.  xi.   28— -30. 

1  "  /^OME  hither  all  ye  weary  fouls, 

\^j  "  Ye  heavy  laden  finners  come  ; 
"  I'll  give  you  reft,  from  all  your-  toils, 
"  And  raife  you  to  my  heav'nly  home. 

2  "  They  mail  find  reft  that  learn  of  me  5 
"  I'm  of  a  meek  and  lowly  mind; 

"  But  paflicn  rages  like  the  fea, 
"  And  pride  is  reftlefs  as  the  wind. 

3  '«  Blefs'd  is  the  man  whofe  moulders  take 
"  My  yokex  and  bear  it  with  delight ; 

"  My  yoke  is  eafy  to  his  neck, 

«  Xvly  grace  mail  make  the  burden  light." 

4  Jesus,  we  come  at  thy  command, 
With  faith  and  hope,  and  humble  zeal, 
Refign  our  fpirits  to  thy  hand, 

To  mould  and  guide  us  at  thy  will. 

CXXVIII.  The  apoftles  commifion ;  or,  the 
go/pel  aitejied  by  miracles,  Mark  xvi.  15, 
<bc.     Matt,  xxviii.   18,  <bc. 

1 { '  f^  O  preach  my  gofpel ,  faith  /^Lord, 
V^J  'k  Bid  the  whole  earth  my  grace  receive; 
*c  He  fhall  be  fav'd  that  trufts  my  word, 
t(  He  mall  be  damn'd  that  won't  believe. 

£2  "  I'll  make  your  great  commiffion  known  * 
"  And  ye  ihall  prove  my  gofpel  true, 
"  By  all  the  works  that  I  have  done, 
"  By  all  the  wonders  ye  fhall  do. 

g  "  Go  heal  the"  fick,  go  raife  the  dead, 
"  Go  caft  out  devils  in  my  name; 
"  Nor  let  my  prophets  be  afraid, 
*'  Tho'  Greeks  reproach,  &  J^w/blafpheme.] 

4  "  Teach  all  the  nations  my  commands; 
*f  I'm  with  von  'till  the  world  ihall  end: 

"  Att 


Book  I.       S  pi  ritual   Song  s.  3i 

"  All  pow'r  is  trailed  in  my  hands, 
"  I  can  deitroy,  and  I  defend." 

5   He  /pake,   a;:d  light  fhone  round  his  head^ 
On  a  bright  cloud  to  heavn  he  rode  ; 
They  to  the  far  theft  nations  fpread 
The  grace  of  their  afcended  God.. 

CXXIX.    Submiffon  and  deliverance ;  or,  A~ 
braham  offering  his  Jon,    Gen.  xxii.  6,  &c. 

i    Q  Aints,  at  your  heav'nly  Father's  word, 
^3  Give  up  your  comforts  to  the  Lo«rd^ 
He  fhall  reftore  what  you  refign, 
Or  grant  you  bieffings  more  divine. 

2  So  Abraham  with  obedient  hand 
Led  forth  his  fon  at  God's  command: 
The  wood,  the  fire,  the  knife,  he  took, 
Kis  arm  prepared  the  dreadful  ftroke. 

3  Abram,  forbear,  the  Angel  cry'd, 
Thy  faith  is  known,   thy  love  is  try*  d ; 
Thy  fon  fhall  live,  and  in  thy  Seed 
Shall  the  whole  earth  be  blefd  indeed. 

4  Juft  in  the  laji  diftrefUng  hour 

~  The  Lord  difplays  deliv'ring  pow'r; 
The  mount  of  danger  is  the  place, 
Where  we  fhall  fee  furprifmg  grace. 

CXXX.   Love  and- haired,  Phil.  ii.   2.     Eph, 

iv.   30,  be. 

I   T^TOW  by  the  bowels  of  rny  God, 

i.    ^|    His  iharp  diftrefs,  his  fore  complaints. 
By  his  lafl  groans,  his  dying  blood, 
I  charge  my  foul  to  love  the  faints. 

2-  Clamour,  and  wrath,  and  war,  be  gon«, 
Envy  and  fpite  for  ever  ceafe ; 
Let  bitter  words  no  more  beknown 
Amongft  the  faints,  the  fons  of  peace. 

3  The 


82  Hymns    and  Book  I. 

3  The  Spirit,  like  a  peaceful  dove, 

Flees  from  the  realms  of  noife  and  flrife; 
Why  fhould  we  vex  and  grieve  his  love, 
Who  feals  our  fouls  to  heav'nly  life  ? 

4  Tender  and  kind  be  all  our  thoughts, 
Thro'  all  our  lives  let  mercy  run  : 

So  Qod  forgives  our  num'rous  faults 
For  the  dear  fake  of  Christ  his  Son. 

CXXXI.     The  pharifee  and  publican,    Luke 
xviii.    10,   Cc. 
Ehold  how  finners  difagree, 
The  publican  and  pharifee! 
One  doth  his  right 'oufnefs  proclaim, 
The  other  owns  his  guilt  and  fhame. 

2  This  man  at  humble  diftance  (lands, 
And  cries  for  grace  with  lifted  hands ; 
That  boldly  rifes  near  the  throne, 

And  talks  of  duties  he  has  done.  , 

3  The  Lord  their  difPrent  language  knows, 
And  difPrent  anfwers  he  beftcws ; 

The  humble  foul  with  grace  he  crowns, 
Whilfl  on  the  proud  his  anger  frowns. 

4  Dear  Father  let  me  never  be 
Join'd  with  the  boafting  pharifee ; 
I  have  no  merits  of  my  own, 

But  plead  the  fuff'rings  of  thy  Son. 

CXXXII.  Holinefs  and  grace,  Tit.  ii.  I0;-I3. 

1  Qf  O  let  our  lips  and  lives  exprefs 
j^)  The  holy  gofpel  we  profefs; 
So  let  our  works  and  virtues  (hine, 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

2  Thus  fhall  we  beft  proclaim  abroad 
The  honours  of  our  Saviour-GoD; 


When  the  lalvation  reigns  within, 
And  gracs  fubdues  the  pow'r  of  fin. 


Our 


Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs.  83 

3  Our  flefli.  and  fenfe  mull  be  deny'd, 
PaiTion  and  envy,  lufi:  and  pride ; 

While  juftice,  temp'rance,  truth,  and  love, 
Our  inward  piety  approve. 

4  Religion  bears  our  fpirits  up, 
While  we  expeti:  that  bleffed  hope, 
The  bright  appearance  of  the  Lord, 
And  faith  ftands  leaning  on  his  word. 

CXXXIII.      Love   and  charity,    1  Cor.  X\\\, 
2-— 7,  13- 

1  T     E  T  pharifees  of  high  efteem 

i    j     Their  faith  and  zeal  declare, 
All  their  religion  is  a- dream, 
If  love  be  wanting  there. 

2  Love  fuffers  long  .with,  patient  eye, 

Nor  is  provok'd  in  hafte  ; 

She  lets  the  prefent  injury  die, 

And  long  forgets  the  pad. 

£3  Malice  and  rage,  thofe  fires  of  hell, 
She  quenches  with  her  tongue  ; 
Hopes  and  believes,  and  thinks  no  ill, 
Tho'  fhe  endure  the  wrong.] 

[4  She  nor  defires  nor  feeks  to  know 
The  fcandals  of  the  time  ; 
Nor  looks  with  pride  on  thofe  below, 
Nor  envies  thofe  that  climb.] 

5  She  lays  her  own  advantage  by 

To  feek  her  neighbour's  good ; 
So  God's  own  Son  came  down  to  die, 
And  bought  our  lives  with  blood. 

6  Love  is  the  grace  that  keeps  her  pow'ir 

In  all  the  realms  above  ; 
There  faith  and  hope  are  known  no.  more, 
But  faints  for  ever  love. 

CXXXIY; 


S4  Hymns    and  Boo 

CXXXIV.   Religion  vain  without  loUey  i  Cor. 
xiii.    i,  2,  3. 

1  T  TAD  I  the  tongues  of  Greeks  and  Jc-vs. 
_|~j[  And  nobler  fpeech  than  angels  tyfe, 
If  love  be  abfent,  I  am  found 

Like  tinkling  brafs,  an  empty  found. 

2  Were  I  iafpir'd  to  preach  and  tell 
All  that  is  done  in  heav'n  2nd  hell, 
Or  could  my  faith  the  world  remove, 
Still  I  am  nothing  without  love. 

3  mould  I  diftribute  all  my  (lore 
To  feed  the  bowels  of  tiie  poor, 
Or  give  my  body  to  the  flame, 

To  gain  a  martyr's  glorious  name ; 

3  If  love  to  God  and  love  to  men 
Be  abfent,  all  my  hopes  are  vain : 
Nor  tongues,  nor  gifts,  nor  fiery  zeal, 
The  work  of  love  can  e'er  fulfil. 

CXXXV.  The  love  of  Chrtst  JhedabrU.din 
the  hearty  £ph.  iii.    16,  <bc. 

1  /^OIvIE,  deareftLoRD,  defcend  and  dwell 
\_j   By  faith  and  love  in  ev'ry  bread; 
Then  mall  we  know,  and  tafte,  and  feel 
The  joys  that  cannot  be  exprefs'd. 

2  Come  nil  our  hearts  with  inward  flxength, 
Make  our  enlarged  fouls  poiiefs, 

And  learn  the  heighth,    and  breadth,  and 
Of  .thine  unmeafurablc  grace.  [length 

3  Now  to  the  God,  whcfe  pow'r  can  do 
More  than  our  thoughts  or  wilhes  know, 
Be  everlafting  honours  done 

By  all  the  Church,  thro'  Christ  his  Son. 

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CXXXVI.  Sincerity  and  hypocrify  ;  or,  forma- 
lity in  wprjfcip,  joh. iv.  24.  Pf. cxxxix.  23,24* 
j    f~^\  OD   is  a  Spirit,  juil  and  wife  ; 
\JJ.      He  fees  our  Lniridft  mind  : 
In  vain  to  heav'n  we  raife  our  cries, 
And  leave  our  fouls  behind, 

2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 

With  honour  can  appear ; 
The  painted  hypocrites  are  known 
Thro'  the  difguile  they  wear. 

3  Their  lifted  eyes  falates  the  fkies, 

Their  bending  knees  the  ground; 
Eut  God  abhors  the  facrifice 
Where  not  the  heart  is  found, 

4  Lord,  fearch  my  thoughts,  and  try  my  ways, 

And  make  my  foul  fmcere; 
Then  {hall  I  (land  before  thy  face, 
And  find  acceptance  there. 

•C  XXXVII.    Salvation  by  grace  in  Christ, 
2  Tim.  i.  9,  10. 

1  "V  TOW  to  the  pow'r  of  God  fupreme 
JL^I    Be  everlafting  honours  giv'n ; 
He  faves  from  hell,  (we  blefs  his  name) 
Ke  calls  our  wand'ring  feet  to  heav'n. 

2  Not  for  our  duties  or  deferts, 
But  of  his  own  abounding  grace, 
He  works  falvation  in  our  hearts, 
And  forms  a  people  for  his  praife. 

'Twas  his  own  pnrpofe  that  begun 
To  refcne  rebels  doom'd  to  die  : 
He  gave  us  grace  in  Christ  his  Son    . 
Before  he  fpread  the  ftarry  fky. 

Jesus  the  Lord  appears  at  laft, 

And  makes  his  Father's  eounfels  known  j 

K  De- 


86  Hymns    and  Book  I. 

Declares  the  great  tranfaclions  pad, 
And  brings  immortal  bleflings  down. 

5  He  dies ;  and  in  that  dreadful  night 
Did  all  the  pow'rs  of  hell  deftroy; 
Rifing,  he  brought  our  heav'n  to  light, 
And  took  pofleflion  of  the  joy. 

CXXXVIII.  Saints  in  the  hands  of  Christ* 
John  x.  28,  29. 

1  T7*IRM  as  the  earth  thy  gofpel  Hands, 
X     My  Lord,  my  hope,  my  truft: 

If  I  am  found  in  Jesus'  hands 
My  foul  can  ne'er  be  loft. 

2  His  honour  is  engag'd  to  fave 

The  meaneft  of  his  fheep  : 
All  that  his  heav'nly  Father  gave 
His  hands  fecurely  keep. 

3  Nor  death,  nor  hell,  mail  e'er  remove 

His  fav'rites  from  his  breaft  ; 
In  the  dear  bofom  of  his  love 
They  rauft  for  ever  reft. 

CXXXIX.  Hope  in  the  covenant ;  or,  GodV 
promife  and  truth  unchangeable •,  Heb.  vi. 
17-— 19. 

1  T  TOW  oft  have  fin  and  fatan  drove 

X  X  To  rend  my  foul  from  thee,  my  God  I  \ 

But  everlafting  is  thy  love, 

And  Jesus  feals  it  with  his  blood. 

2  The  oath  and  promife  of  the  Lord 
Join  to  confirm  the  wond'rous  grace ; 
Eternal  Pow'r  performs  the  word, 
And  fills  all  heav'n  with  endlefs  praife, 

3  Amidft  temptations  fharp  and  long 
My  foul  to  this  dear  refuge  flies : 
Hope  is  my  anchor,  firm  and  ftrong, 
While  tempefts  blow,  and  billows  rife. 

4  The- 


Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs.  87 

4  The  gofpel  bears  my  fpirit  up ; 
A  faithful  and  unchanging  God 
Lays  the  foundation  for  my  hope, 
In  oaths,  and  promifes,  and  blood. 

CXL.     A  living  and  a  dead  faith •,    colle&ed 
from  feveral  Scriptures. 

1  ~\   /Tlftaken  fouls  !  that  dream  of  heav'n. 
XVA  And  make  their  empty  boaft 

Of  inward  joys,  and  fins  forgiv'n, 
While  they  are  flaves  to  luft. 

2  Vain  are  our  fancies,  airy  flights, 

If  faith  be  cold  and  dead ; 
None  but  a  living  Pow'r  unites 
To  Christ  the  living  Head* 

3  'Tis  faith  that  changes  all  the  heart; 

'Tis  faith  that  works  by  love ; 
That  bids  all  finful  joys  depart, 
And  lifts  the  thoughts  above. 

4  'Tis  faith  that  conquers  earth  and  hell, 

By  a  celeftial  Pow'r; 
This  is  the  grace  that  fhall  prevail 
In  the  decifive  hour. 

[5  Faith  mud  obey  her  Father's  will. 
As  well  as  truft  his  grace ; 
A  pard'ningGoD  is  jealous  ftill 
For  his  own  holinefs. 

6  When  from  the  curfe  he  fets  us  free, 

He  makes  our  natures  clean : 
Nor  would  he  fend  his  Son  to  be 
The  minifter  of  fin. 

7  His  Spirit  purifies  our  frame, 

And  feals  our  peace  with  God  : 
Jesus,  and  his  falvation,  came 
By  water  and  by  blood.] 

K  2  CXLI. 


S3  H  y  hi  n  s   'and  Book  f. 

CXLI.      The    humiliation    and   exaltation    4f 
Christ,  Ifa.  liii.    1---5,  to-— 12. 

1  ¥T7H0  has  beiiev'd  thy  word, 

VV      Or  thy  falvatioh  known." 
Reveal  thine  arm,  almighty  Lo&d, 
And  glorify  thy  Son. 

2  T'iie  J^war  eftcem'd  him  here 
Tea  mean  for  their  belief: 

S-crrows  his  cIAif  acquaintance  were, 

And  Mi  ccraip  anion,  gri.f.. 

3  Tiiry  Lnrn'd  their  eyes  away, 
And  treated  him  with  icorc  ; 

But  'twas  their  grkf  upon  him  by, 
FJ  cir  _":r:rws  he  lias  bor^i. 

4  "Twaj  Ear  tha  fmbicrn  JA- 
And  G : 

Vh    God  cf  juilice  pIeasTd  to  hi .. 

His  oed>LAov-ed  Set. 

5  *c  B'as  1*11  prolong  his  days, 

ev  And  make  his  kingdom  ftand  ; 

•    My  J  '"'Are  Adih  the  God  of  Gr 
"  Shall  jtofofper  i&  has  hand. 

£6  -  Ipsjoyfhl  Soul  fhat!  fee 
*c  Tic  purchaie  of  his  pun, 

*'  And  !      hsa  Ac  «  \itj 

*•  The  guilty  foiSs  cf  mca.  j 

[7  "  Ten  rhoufand  captive  flares, 
"  Releas'd  from  clenth  and  fin, 
-*  Shall  quit  their  priioiis1  and  their  gfa 
•*  And  own  Lis  pow'r  divine.] 

[8  *iC  Heav'n  fhall  advance  my  Son 
"  To  joys  that  earth  deny'd  ; 
'■'■  Who  fa1-/  the  follies  men  had  d 

A  bore  their  fins,  and  di  rdA] 

CXLII, 


Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs.  89 

CXLII.     r he  fame,  Ifa.  liiJ.  6—9,  1.2. 

1  T     IKE  fheep  we  went  aftray, 

I    j     And  broke  the  fold  of  God, 
Each  wand'ring  in  a  diff'rent  way, 
Bat  all  the  downward  road. 

2  How  dreadful  was  the  hour 
When  God  our  wand'rings  laid, 

And  did  at  once  his  vengeance  pour 
Upon  the  Shepherd's  head  ! 

3  How  glorious  was  the  grace, 
When  Christ  fuftain'd  the  ftroke  r 

Kis  life  and  blood  the  Shepherd  pays 
A  ranfom  for  the  flock. 

4  His  honour  and  his  breath 
Were  taken  both  away ; 

Join'd  with  the  wicked  in  his  death* 
And  made  as  vile  as  they. 

5  But  God  mall  raife  his  head 
O'er  all  the  fons  of  men, 

And  make  him  fee  a  num'rous  feed 
To  recompenfe  his  pain. 

6  Pit  give  him  (faith  the  Lord) 
A  portion  with  the  Jlrong  ; 

He  Jhall  pojfefs  a  large  reward. 
And  hold  his  honours  long. 

CXLIII,    Characters  of  the  children  ofQetit 

fromfeveral  Scriptures. 
I   QO  new-born  babes  defire  the  breaft, 
O     To  feed,  and  grow,  and  thrive  y 
So  faints  with  joy  the  gofpel  tafte, 
And  by  the  gofpel  live. 

-£2  With  inward  guft  their  heart  approves 
All  that  the  world  relates ; 
They  love  the  men  their  Father  loves, 
And  hate  the  works  he  hates,] 

K  3  [3  N«t 


H  y  m  n  s    and  Book  1. 

[5.  Not  all  the  flatt'ring  baits  on  earth 
Can  make  them  flaves  to  iuft ; 
They  can't  forget  their  heav'nly  birth, 
Nor  grovel  in  the  duff. 

4  Not  all  the  chains  the  tyrants  ufe 
Shall  bind  their  fouls  to  vice : 
Faith,  like  a  conqu'ror,  can  produce 
A  thoufand  victories.]; 

[5  Grace,  like  an  uncorrupted  feed, 
Abides  and  reigns  within ; 
'Immortal  principles  forbid 
The  fons  of  God  to  fin.] 

[6  Not  by  the  terrors  of  a  flave 
Do  they  perform  his  will, 
But  with  the  nobleft  pow'rs  they  have 
His  Sweet  commands  fulfil.] 

7    They  find  accefs  at  ev'ry  hour 
To  Cod  within  the  vail ; 
Hence  they  derive  a  quick'ning  pow'r,- 
And' joys  that  never  fail. 

£   O  happy  fouls  !  O  glorious  ftate 
Of  over-flowing  grace  ! 
To  dwell  fo  near  their  Fatter^  feat, 
And  fee  his  lovely  face ! 

$  Lord,  I  addrefs  thy  heav'nly  throne  j 
Call  me  a  child  of  thine ; 
Send  down  the  Spirit  of  thy  Son 
To  form  my  heart  divine, 

io  There  lhcd  thy  choiceit  loves  abroad; 
And  make  my  comforts  ftrong; 
T 'hen  fliall  I  fay,  viy  Father,  God, 
V»  ith  aa  uiiwav'ring  tongue. 

CXLiV 


Jjdok'I.       Spiritual   Songs.  $i 

CXLIV.      The  iviinefmg  and  fealing  Spirit, 
Rom.  viii.  14,  16.      Eph.  i.  13,  14. 

1  "^  T  /HY  ihould  the  children  of  a  King- 

V  V       Go  mourning  all  their  days  ! 
Great  Comforter,  defcend  and  bring 
Some  tokens  of  thy  grace. 

2  Doll  thou-  not  dwell  in  atl  the  faints, 

And  feal  the  heirs  of  heav'n  ? 
When  wilt  thou  banilh  my  complaints^ 
And  mew  my  fms  fcrgiv'n  ■ 

3  A/Tare  my  confeienee  of  her  part 

In  the  Redeemer's  blood; 
And  bear  thy  witnefs  with  my  hearty 
That  I  am  born  of  God. 

4  Thou  art  the  earneft  of  his  love, 

The  pledge  of  joy  to  come  ; 
And  thy  foft  wings,  celeflial  Dove, 
Willfafe  convey  me  home. 

CXLV.   Christ  and  Aaron,  Heb.vii'.  and  it, 
1    TESUS,  in  thee  our  eyes  behold 
«J      A  thoufand  glories  more 
Than  the^rich  gems  and  polim'd  gold' 
The  fens  Gf  Aaron  wore. 

.2  They  firft  their  own  burnt- off 'rings  fcrought 
T©  purge  themfelves  from  fin ; 
Thy  life  was  pure  without  a  fpot, 
And  all  thy  nature  clean. 

£3  Freih  blood  as  conflant  as  the  day 
Was  on- their  altar  fpilt ; 
But  thy  one  cirring  takes  away 
For  ever  all  our  guilt. 3/   " 

f  4  Their  prieithood  ran  thro'   feveraf  hands, 
For  mortal  was  their  race  ; 
Thy  never- changing  office  Hands, 
Eternal  as'  thy  days.] 

[5  Once 


92  Hymns   and  Book  I. 

[$  Once  in  the  circuit  of  a  year, 
With  blood,  but  not  his  own, 
Aaron  within  the  vail  appears, 
Before  the  golden  throne  : 

6  But  Christ,  by  his  own  pow'rful  blood, 

Afcends  above  the  fkies, 
And,  in  the  prefence  of  our  God, 
Shows  his  own  facrifice.] 

7  Jesus,  the  King  of  Glory,  reigns 

On  Sion's  heav'nly  hill ; 
Looks  like  a  L:.mb  that  has  been  (lain, 
And  wears  his  priellhood  ftill. 

%  He  ever  lives  to  intercede 
Before  his  Father's  face: 
Give  him,  my  foul,  thy  caufe  to  plead, 
Nor  doubt  thy  Father's  grace. 

CXLVI.      Charatters  of  Christ,  borrowed 
from  inanimate  things  in  Scripture. 

I    S~^0,  worlhip  at  Immanuel's  feet, 
VJT  See  in  his  face  what  wonders  meet  I 
Earth  is  too  narrow  to  exprefs 
His  worth,  his  glory,  or  his  grace. 

[2  The  whole  creation  can  afford 
But  fome  faint  ihadows  of  my  Lord  : 
Nature,  to  make  her  beauties  known, 
Muft  mingle  colours  not  her  own.] 

[3  Is  he  compar'd  to  Wine  or  Bread  ? 

Dear  Lord,    our  fouls  (would  thus  be  fed  ; 
That  flelh,  that  dying  blood  of  thine, 
Is  Bread  of  Life,  is  heav'nly  Wine.] 

£4  Is  he  a  Tree  ?  The  world  receives 
Salvation  from  his  healing  Leaves  : 
Thatright'ous  Branch,  that  fruitful  Bough, 
Is  David's  Root  and  offspring  too.] 

t5  1» 


Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs,  93 

£5  Is  he  a  Rofe  ?  Not  Sharon  yields 
Such  fragfrancy  in  all  her  fields; 
Or  if  the  Lily  he  afiume,  . 
The  vallies  bleis  the  rich  perfume.] 

£6  Is  he  a  Vine  ?  His  heav'nly  Root 
Supplies  the  boughs  with  life  and  fruit 2 
O  let  a  lailing  union  join 
My  ibul  to  Cueist  the  living  Viae  !  j 

Tj  Is  he  the  Head  ?  Each  member  lives. 
And  owns  the  vital  pow'rs  he  gives  j 

The  faints  below,  and  faints  above, 
Jomd  by  his  Spirit  and  his  love.] 

£8  Is-  he  a  Fountain  ?  There  I  bathe, 
And  hea*  the  plague  o£  fm  and  death  i 

Thefe  waters  all  my  foul  renew, 

And  dearie  my  fpotted  garments  too.j 

[9  Is  he  a  Fire  ?  He'll  purge  my  drofc : 
Bet  the  true  gold  fniains  no  lois  ;■ 
Like  a  Refiner  (hall  he.  fa, 
And  tread  the  refafe  with  his  feet.] 

I  co  Is  he  a  Rock  ?  How  arm  he  proves  t 
The  Reck  of  ages  never  moves  ; 
Yet  the  fweet  Streams  that  from  him  Sow 
Attend  us  all  the  defart  thro'.} 

[ii  Is  he  a  Way?  He  leads  to  Goo, 
The  path  is  drawn  in  lines  of  blood; 
There  would  I  walk  with  hope  and  zeaiy 
'Till  I  arrive  at  o7*/A  hill.] 

[12  Is  he  a  Door?  I'll  enter  in; 
Behold  the  paftnres  large  and  green; 
A  paradife  divinely  fair; 
None  but  the  ftieep  have  freedom  there.] 

£13  Is  he  defign'd  a  Corner-Hone, 
For  msn  to  build  their  heav'n  upon  ? 

I'll 


94  Hymns    and  Book  I. 

I'll  make  him  my  Foundation  too, 
Nor  fear  the  plots  of  hell  below.] 

[14  Is  he  a  Temple  ?  I  adore 

Th'  indwelling  Majefty  and  Pow'r; 
And  Hill  to  his  molt  holy  place, 
Whene'er  I  pray,  I  turn  my  face.] 

£15  Is  lie  a  Star  ?  He  breaks  the  night, 
Piercing  the  fhades  with  dawning  light; 
I  know  his  glories  from  afar, 
I  know  the  bright,  the  Morning-flar.] 

[16  Is  he  a  Sun  ?  His  beams  are  grace, 
His  courfe  is  joy  and  right'oufnefs  : 
Nations  rejoice  when  he  appears 
To  chace  their  clouds,  and  dry  their  tears.] 

17  O  let  me  climb  thofe  higher  ikies, 
Where  ftorms  and  darkneis  never  rife ! 
There  he  difplays  his  pow'rs  abroad, 
And  fhines  and  reigns  th'  incarnate  God. 

18  Nor  earth,  nor  feas,  nor  fun,  nor  ftars, 
Nor  heav'n  his  full  refemblance  bears  ; 
His  beauties  we  can  never  trace, 

'Till  we  behold  him  face  to  face. 

CXLV1I.     The  names  and  titles  of  Christ, 

from  feve  ral  Scriptures. 
[1  >r  I  -\IS  from  the  treafures  of  his  word 
I      I  borrow  titles  for  my  Lord  ; 
Nor  art  nor  nature  can  fupply 
Sufficient  forms  of  majefty. 

2  Bright  Image  of  the  Father's  face, 
Shining  with  undiminifh'd  rays  ; 
Th'  Eternal  God's  eternal  Son, 
The  Heir  and  Partner  of  his  throne.] 

3  The  King  of  Kings,  the  Lord  mod  high, 
Writes  his  own  name  upon  his  thigh  : 

He 


Book  I.       Spiritual  Songs.  95 

He  wears  a  garment  dipp'd  in  blood, 
And  breaks  the  nations  with  his  rod. 

4  Where  grace  can  neither  melt  nor  move* 
The  Lamb  refents  his  injur'd  love; 
Awakes  his  wrath  without  delay, 

And  Judah's  Lion  tears  the  prey. 

5  But  when  for  works  of  peace  he  comes, 
What  winning  titles  he  affumes ! 
Light  of  the  World,  and  Life  of  Men; 
Nor  bears  thofe  characters  in  vain. 

6  With  tender  pity  in  his  heart 
He  acts  the  Mediator's  part  ; 

A  Friend  and  Brother  he  appears, 
And  well  fulfils  the  names  he  wears. 

7  At  length  the  Judge  his  throne  afcends3 
Divides  the  rebels  from  his  friends  ; 
And  faints  in  full  fruition  prove 

His  rich  variety  of  love; 

CXLVIII.  The  fame  as  the  cxlvii,  Pfclm, 

[1   TT  7ITH  chearful  voice  I  fmg 

VV      The  titles  of  my  Lord, 
And  borrow  all  the  names 
Of  honour  from  his  word  * 

Nature  and  art 

Can  ne'er  fupply 

Sufficient  forms 

Of  majefty. 

2  In  Jesus  we  behold 

His  Father's  glorious  Face, 
Shining  for  ever  bright 
With  mild  and  lovely  rays : 
Th'  eternal  God's 
Eternal  Son 
Inherits  and 
Partakes  the  Throne.  1 

3  The 


96  Hymns    and  Book  I, 

3  The  Sov'reign  King  of  Kings, 
The  Lord  of  Lords  mod  high, 
Writes  his  own  name  upon 
His  garment  and  his  thigh  : 

His  name  is  eall'd 
The  Word  of  God  : 
He  rules  the  earth 
With  iron  rod. 

4  Where  promifes  and  grace 
Can  neither  melt  nor  move, 
The  angry  Lamb  refents 
Th'  injuries  of  his  love  ; 

Awakes  his  wrath 
Without  delay, 
As  lions  roar 
And  tear  the  prey. 

5  But  when  for  works  of  peace 
The  great  Redeemer  comes, 
What  gentle  characters, 
What  titles  he  anumes  1 

Light  of  the  World, 
And  Life  of  Men  ; 
Nor  will  he  bear 
Thofe  names  in  vain. 

(,  Immenfe  companion  reigns 
In  our  Im manuel's  heart, 
When  he  defcends  to  act 
A  Mediator's  part : 

He  is  a  Friend, 

And  Brother  too  j 

Divinely  kind, 

Divinely  true. 

7  At  length  the  Lord,  the  Judge, 
His  awful  throne  afcends, 
And  drives  the  rebels  far 
From  favourites  and  friends. 

The- 


•Book  I .        Spiritual   Songj.  c  7 

Then  Thrill  the  faints 
Completely  prove 
The  heighths  and  depths 
Of  all  kb' love. 

'CXLIX.  There$fes  of  Christ,  from  &yera£ 
ScripttJfesK 

1  TO  IN  all  the  names,- of  love  and  pew'r, 
e|    That  ever  men  cr  angels  bore, 

All  are  too  mean  t  firis  worth, 

Or  let  Im manuel's  glory  forth. 

2  But  O  what  condefcending  ways 

Ke  takes  to  teach  his  heav'nly  grace  i 
My  eyes  with  joy  and  wonder  fee 
What  forms  cf  leak  he  bears  for  ma, 

£3   The  Angel  of  the  Cov'nant  frauds 
With  his  comrniilion  in  his  hands, 
Sent  from  his  Father's  milder  throne 
To  make  the  great  falvation  known,] 

{[4  Great  Frophet,  let  me  blefs  thy  name  • 
By  thee  the  joyful  tidings  came, 
Of  wrath  appeas'd,  of  fin  forgiv'n, 
Of  hell  fubdu'd,  and  peace  with  heav'n.j 

["5  My  bright  Example,  and  my  Guide, 
I  would  be  walking  near  thy  fide  ; 
O  let  me  never  run  aftray, 
K  or  follow  the  forbidden  way  !] 

[6  I  hove  my  Shepherd,  he  fhall  keen 
My  wand'ring  foul  amongfc  his  fheep  ; 
He  feeds  his  Mock,  he  calls  their  names. 
Ana  in  his  bofom  bears  the  lambs.] 

£7  My  Surety  undertakes  my  caufe, 
Aniwring  his  Father's  broken  laws, 
Behold  my  foal  at  freedom  fet, 

Surety,  paid  the  dreadful  debt.] 

L  [8   Jesus* 


98  Hymns    and  Book  I. 

[8  Jesus,  my  great  High-pried,  lias  dy'd ; 
I  feek  no  facrifice  befide : 
His  blood  did  once  for  all  atone, 
And  now  it  pleads  before  the  throne.] 

[9  My  Advocate  appears  on  high, 
The  Father  lays  his  thunder  by : 
Not  all  that  earth  or  hell  can  fay 
Shall  turn  my  Father's  heart  away.] 

[10  My  Lord,  my  ConquYor,  and  my  King, 
Thy  fceptre  and  thy  fword  I  fmg ; 
Thine  is  the  vicYry,  and  I  fit 
A  joyful  fubjed  at  thy  feet.] 

£11  Afpire,  my  foul,  to  glorious  deeds, 
The  Captain  of  Salvation  leads  : 
March  on,  nor  fear  to  win  the  day, 
Tho'  death  and  hell  obftruct  the  way.] 

12  Should  death  and  hell,  and  pow'rs  unknown; 
Put  all  their  forms  of  mifchief  on, 
I  mall  be  fefe  ;  for  Ch  ri  s  t  difplays 
Salvation  in  mere  fov'reign  ways. 

CL.     The  fame  as  the  cxlviii.  Pfalm, 

1  TOIN  all  the  glorious  names, 
J    Of  wiidom,  love,  and  pow'r. 
That  ever  mortals  knew, 
That  angels  ever  bore, 

All  are  too  mean 
To  fpeak  his  worth, 
Too  mean  to  fet 
My  Saviour  forth. 

2  Cut  O  what  gentle  terms, 
What  condefcendingways, 
Doth  our  Redeemer  ufe 

To  teach  his  heav'nly  grace  ! 
Mine  eyes  With  joy 
And  wonder  fee 

L  2  What 


Book  I.       Spiritual   Songs.  90 

What  forms  of  love 
Ha  bears  for  me. 

[3  Array'd  in  mortal  flefh 
He  like  an  Angel  ftands, 
And  holds  the  promifes 
And  pardons  in  his  hands, 

Commiffion'd  from 

His  Father's  throne, 

To  make  his  grace 

To  mortals  known.] 

[4  Great  Prophet  of  my  God, 
My  tongue  would  blefs  thy  name ; 
By  thee  the  joyful  news 
Of  our  falvation  came  ; 

The  joyful  news, 

Of  fms  forgiv'n, 

Of  hell  fubdu'd,  -     . 

And  peace  with  heav'n.] 

[5  Be  thou  my  Counfellor, 
My  Pattern,  and  my  Guide ; 
And  thro'  this  defart  land 
Still  keep  me  near  thy  fide  : 

O  let  my  feet 

Ne'er  run  aftray, 

Nor  rove  nor  feek 

The  crooked  way  !  ] 

[6  I  love  my  Shepherd's  voice. 
His  watchful  eyes  fhall  keep 
My  wand'ring  foul  among 
The  thousands  of  his  fheep  1 

He  feeds  his  flock, 

He  calls  their  names, 

His  bofom  bears 

The  tender  lambs.] 

[7  To  this  dear  Surety's  hand 
Will  I  commit  my  caufe  ; 

He 


Hymns-   and*  Book  1° 


ico 

He  anfwers  and  fulfils 
His  Father's  broken  laws. 

Behold  my  foul 

x^t  freedom  fe'c ! 

My  Surety  paid 

The  dreadful  debt.] 

[8   Jesus,  my  great  High-prieft, 
Offer 'd  his  blood  and  dy'd  ; 
My  "guilty  confcience  feeks 
No  lacrifice  befide : 

His  pow'rful  biood 

Did  once  atone, 

And  now  it  pleads 

Before  the  throne.] 

[9  My  Advocate  appears 
For  my  defence  on  high, 
The  Father  bows  his  ears, 
And  lays  his  thunder  by: 

Not  all  that  hell 

Cr  fin  can  fay, 

Shall  turn  his  heart, 

His  love  away.] 

[10  My  dear  almighty  Lord, 
My  CoFiqa'ror,  and  my  King,. 
Thy  fceptre  and  thy  fword, 
Thy  reigniug  grace  I  I 

Thine  is  the  pow'r; 

Behold  I  fit 

In  willing  bonds 

Beneath  thy  feet.] 

[1 1   Now  let  my  foul  ariie, 
-    And  tread  the  tempter  down  ; 
My  Captain  leads  me  forth 
To  eonqucit  and  a  crown. 
A  feeble  faint 
Shall  vvin  the  dr»y 


Tho'. 


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5  Thence  he  arofe,  afcending  high, 

And  ihew'd  our  feet  the  way: 
Up  to  the  Lord  our  fefh  fhall  fly, 
At  the  great  rifmg  day. 

6  Then  let  the  lad  loud  trumpet  found, 

And  bid  our  kindred  rife  ; 
Awake,  ye  nations,  under  ground, 
Ye  faints,  afcend  the  Ikies. 

IV.     Salvation  in  the  croft. 
"|"_yjER£  at  thy  crefs,  my  dying  God* 

1  J.  JL   *  *a7  m7  ^ou^  keneath  thy  love, 
-Beneath  the  droppings  of  thy  blood, 
Jesus,  norihall  it  e'er  remove. 

2  Not  all  that  tyrants  think  or  fay, 
With  rage  and  jight'ning  in  their  eyes; 
Nor  hell  thai!  fright  my  heart  away, 
Should  hell  with  all  its  legions, rife.. 

5  Should  worlds  confpire  to  drive  me; thence* 
Movelefs  and  Hrm  this  heart  mould  lie ; 
Reiolv'd,  (for  that's  my  laft  defence) 
If  I  mufl  periih,  there  to  die. 

4  But  fpeak,  my  Lord,  and  calm  my  fear* 

Am  I  not  fare  beneath  thy  ihade  ? 
Thy  vengeance  \vill  not  itrike  me  here, 
Nct  fatan  dare  my  foul  invade. 

5  Yes,  I'm  fecure  beneath  thy  blood, 
And  all  my  foes  ihaU  lofe  their  aim: 
Hofanna  to  my  dying  God, 

And  my  befx  honours  to  his  name. 

,    V.     Longing  to  praife  Christ  better, 

Ord, when  my  thoughts  with  wonder  roll 
O'er  the  fharp  forrows  of  thy  foul, 
And  read  my  Maker's  broken  laws, 
Repair'd  and  honour'd  by  the  crofs  ; 

2  When 


io6  Hymns    and  Book  II, 

2  When  I  behold  death,    hell,  and  fin, 
Vanquifh'd  by  that  dear  blood  of  thine, 
And  fee  the  Man  that  groan'd  and  dy'd 
Sit  glorious  by  his  Father's  fide  ; 

3  My  paflions  rife  and  foar  above, 

I'm  wing'd  with  faith,    and  fir'd  with  love 
Fain  would  I  reach  eternal  things, 
And  learn  the  notes  that  Gabriel  fings. 

4  But  my  heart  fails,  my  tongue  complains, 
For  want  of  their  immortal  ftrains  ; 
And  in  fuch  humble  notes  as  thefe 

Muft  fall  below  thy  victories. 

5  Well,  the  kind  minute  muft  appear 
When  we  fhall  leave  thefe  bodies  here, 
Thefe  clogs  of  clay,  and  mount  on  high, 
To  join  the  fongs  above  the  iky. 

VI.     A  morning  fong. 

1  /^\NCE  more,  my  foul,  the  rifing  day 
V^r     Salutes  the  waking  eyes; 

Once  more,  my  voice,  thy  tribute  pay 
To  him  that  rolls  the  fkies. 

2  Night  unto  night  his  name  repeats, 

The  day  renews  the  found, 
Wide  as  the  heav'n  on  wThich  he  fits, 
To  turn  the  feafons  round. 

3  'Tis  he  fupports  my  mortal  frame, 

My  tongue  fhall  fpeak  his  praife ; 
My  fins  would  roufe  his  wrath  to  flame, 
And  yet  his  wrath  delays. 

[4  On  a  poor  worm  thy  pow'r  might  tread, 
And  I  could  ne'er  withftand  : 
Thy  juftice  might  have  crufh'd  me  dead, 
But  mercy  held  thine  hand. 

5  A  thou- 


L  ;  3k  II.       Spiritual   So«gs.;        107 

•  -retched  fouls  are  fled 
:e  the  laft  letting  fun, 
And  yet  t  it  my  thread, 

moments  run 


let  ail  my  hou  s   :    thiries 
Whii it  I  enjoy  t he  light  « 
Then  mall  nay  inn  in  {miles  decline. 
And  bring  a  plemant  night, 

VII.     An   evening        ig 

[1  T^Read  SWVeign,  -nnig  fbng 

J^J     Like  holy  incenfe  rife  ; 

Affiit  the  otFrings  of  my  tongue 
To  reach  the  lofty  ikies. 

2  Thro'  all  the  dangers  of  the  day 

Thy  hand  was  ftill  my  guard, 
And  ftill  to  drive  my  wants  away 
Thy  mercy  Itood  prepar'd.] 

3  Perpetual  bleffings  from  above 

Encompafs  me  around ; 
But  O  how  few  returns  of  Jove 
Hath  my  Creator  found  ! 

4  What  have  Ldone  for  him  that  dy'd 

To  fave  my  wretched  foul  ? 
How  are  my  follies  multiply'd, 
Faft  as  my  minutes  roll ! 

5  Lord,  with  this  guilty  heart  of  mine 

To  thy  dear  crofs  I  flee, 
And  to  thy  grace  my  foul  refign, 
To  be  renew'd  by  thee. 

i  Sprinkled  afrefh  with  pard'ning  blood    ' 
I  lay  me  down  to  reft, 
As  in  th'  embraces  of  my  God, 
Or  on  my  Saviour's  bread. 

VIII. 


io8  Hymns    nnj  Book  it 

VIII.     A  hymn  for  mpnnip£  or.  evenhig. 

1  TTOfanna,  with  a  chearful  found, 
XT.     To  God's  upholding  hand; 

Ten  thoufand  fhares  attend  us  round, 
And  yet  fecure  we  (land. 

2  That  was  a  mod  amazmg  Ppw'r, 

That  rais'd  us  with  a  word  ; 
And  ev'ry  day  and  ev'ry  hour 
We  lean  upon  the  Lord. 

3  The  ev'ning  refts  our  weary  head, 

And  angels  guard  the  room  ; 
We  wake,  and  we  admire  the  bed 
Tliat  was  not  made  our  tomb. 

4  The  Tiling  morning  can't  afture 

That  we  (hall  end  die  day  ; 
For  death  ftands  ready  at  the  door 
To  feize  our  lives  away. 

5  Our  breath  is  forfeited  by  fin 

To  God's  revenging  law; 
We  own  thy  grace,  immortal  Xing, 
In  ev'ry  gafp  we  draw. 

6  God  is  our  Sun,  whefe  daily  light 

Our  joy  and  fafety  brings; 
Our  feeble  flefh  lies  fafe  at  night 
Beneath  his  fhady  wings. 

IX.     Godly  forroiv  arifmg fro;?:  the  fuffering^ 

of  Christ. 
I       A   LAS  !  and  did  my  Saviour  bleed ! 
x\.     And  did  my  SovVeign  die  ? 
Weald  he  devote  that  facred  head 
For  fuch  a  worm  as  I : 

[2  Thy  body  flain,  fwect  Jesus,  thine, 
And  batlrd  in  its  own  blood, 
While  ali  expos'd  to  wrath  divine, 
The  glorious  SuiPrer  flood  !j 

2  Was 


Beok  If.       Spiritual   Songs. 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done 

He  groau'd  upon  the  tree  ? 
Amazing  pity  !  grace  unknown ! 
And  love  beyond  degree  ! 

4  Well  might  the  fun  in  darknefs  hide.. 

And  fhut  his  glories  in, 
When  God,  the  mighty  Maker,  dy'd 
For  man  the  creature's  fin. 

5  Thus  mi  ght  I  hide  my  blufhing  face 

While  his  dear  crofs  appears, 
Difiblve  my  heart  in  thankfulnefs, 
And  melt  my  eyes  to  tears. 

6  But  drops  of  grief  can  ne'er  repay 

The  debt  of  love  I  owe ; 
Here,  Lord,  I  give  myfelf  away, 
'Tls  all  that  I  can  do, 

X.     Parting  wftb  carnal  joys. 

MY  foul  forfakes  her  vain  delight, 
And  bids  the  world  fare  we  1; 
Bafe  as  the  dirt  beneath  my  feet, 
And  mifchievous  as  hell. 

2  No  longer  will  I  afk  your  love, 

Nor  leek  your  friendihip  more  % 
The  happinefs  that  I  approve 
Lies  not  within  your  pow'r, 

3  There's  nothing  round  this  fpacious  earth 

That  fuits  my  large  dehre ; 

To  boundlefsjoy  and  folid  mirth 

My  nobler  thoughts  afpire. 

[4  Where  pleafure  rolls  its  living  flood, 
From  fin  and  drofs  refin'd, 
Still  fpringing  from  the  throne  of  God, 
Ar»d  fit  to  chear  the  mind. 

M  5  Th' 


x  10  Hymns    and  Book  II, 

5  Th'  almighty  Ruler  of  the  fphere, 

The  glorious  and  the  great, 
Brings  his  own  all-fufficience  there, 
To  make  our  blifs  complete.] 

6  Had  I  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 

I'd  climb  the  heav'nly  road; 
There  fits  my  Saviour  dreft  in  love, 
And  there  my  fmiiing  God. 

XI.     The  fame. 

1  "T  Send  the  joys  of  earth  away; 

X  Away  ye  tempters  of  the  mind,' 

Falfe  as  the  fmooth  deceitful  fea, 

And  empty  as  the  whittling  wind., 

-& 

2  Your  ftreams  were  floating  me  along 
Down  to  the  gulf  of  black  defpairj 
And  whilft  I  liften'd  to  your  fong, 
Your  ftreams  had  e'en  convey 'd  me  there. 

3  Lord,  I  adore  thy  matchlcfs  grace, 
That  warn'd  me  of  that  dark  abyfs ; 
That  drew  me  from  thofe  treach'rous  feas, 
And  bid  me  feek  fuperior  blifs. 

4  Now  to  the  fairing  realms  above 

I  ftretch  my  hands,  and  glance  mine  eyes; 
O  for  the  pinions  of  a  dove, 
To  bear  me  to  the  upper  fides ! 

5  There,  from  the  bofom  of  my  God, 
Oceans  of  endlefs  pleafures  roll ; 
There  would  I  fix  my  laft  abode, 
And  drown  the  forrows  of  my  foul. 

XII.  Christ  /'/  the  fubfiance  cf  the  Levitical 

prieftbood. 
i   r  a  >HE  true  Messiah  now  appears  ; 
X        The  types  are  all  withdrawn ; 
So  fly  the  fhadows  and  the  liars 
Befo;  -  the  riling  dawn, 


Book  II.      Spiritual*    Songs.  lit 

2  No  fmoking  (Vests,  nor  bleeding  lambs, 

Nor  kid  nor  bullock  {lain ; 
Incenfe  and  fpice  of  coftly  names 
Would  all  be  burnt  in  vain. 

3  Aaron  mull  lay  his  robes  away, 

His  mitre  and  his  veft, 
When  God  himfelf  comes  down  to  be 
The  Off' ring  and  the  Prieft, 

4  He  took  our  mortal  flefh  to  mow 

The  wonders  of  his  love ; 

For  us  he  paid  his  life  below, 

And  prays  for  us  above. 

5  Father,  he  eries,  forgive  their  Jin*, 

For  I  my f elf  have  dfd  ; 
And  then  he  (hows  his  open'd  veins, 
And  pleads  his  wounded  fide. 

XIII.     The  creation,  prefervation,  dij/hlution, 
and  reftoration  of  this  world. 

1  QlNG  to  the  Lord,  that  built  the  fkies, 
O  The  Lo  rd  that  rear'd  the  (lately  frame ; 
Let  half  the  nations  found  his  praife, 

And  lands  unknown  repeat  his  name. 

2  He  form'd  the  feas,  and  form'd  the  hills, 
Made  ev'ry  drop,  and  ev'ry  duft, 
Nature  and  time,  with  all  their  wheels, 
And  pufrYd  them  into  motion  firfl. 

3  Now,  from  his  high  imperial  throne, 
^  He  looks  far  down  upon  the  fpheres ; 

He  bids  the  mining  orbs  roll  on, 
And  round  he  turns  the  hafty  years. 

4  Thus  fhall  this  moving  engine  laft 
'Till  all  his  faints  are  gather 'd  in  ; 
Then  for  the  trumpets  dreadful  blaft 
To  fhake  it  all  to  duft  again  ! 

M  2  5  Yet, 


112  H  y  nm  s    and  Book  H, 

5  Yet,  -when  the  found  mall  tear  the  fides, 
i\.nd  light'ning  burn  the  globe  below, 
Saints,  you  may  lift  your  joyful  eyes, 
There's  a  new  heav  n  and  earth  for  you. 

XIV.  TfoLyO&v'sdaj ;  or,  delight  in  crdizMuices, 
i    TXjElcome  fweet  day  of  reft, 

VV      That  faw  the  Lord  arife; 
Welcome  to  this  reviving  breaft, 
And  thefe  rejoicing  eyes  ! 

2  The  King  himfelf  comes  near, 
And  feaits  his  faints  tc-day ; 

Here  we  may  fit,  and  fee  him  here, 
Av.d  love,  and  praife,  and  pray. 

3  One  day  araidft  the  place 
Where  my  dear  God  hath  t 

li  fweeter  than  ten  thoufand  days 
Of  pleafurabie  fin. 

4  My  willirg  foul  would  flay 
In  inch  a  frame  as  this, 

And  fit,  and  fing  herfelf  away 
To  everlaitmg  blifs. 

XV.  Tie  enjoyment  of  C u  r i  s  t  ;  or,   iii 

In  nuorjhip. 
I.  T~ViIlfrGm  my  thoughts, vain  world, be  gc?.e: 
X     Let    my  religious  hours  alone  : 
Fain  would  my  eyes  my.  Saviour  fee  ; 
I  wait  a  vifi:,  Lord,  from  thee. 

2  My  heart  grpws  warm  with  holy  fire, 
And  kindles  with  a  pure  defire  : 
Come,  my  dear  Jesus,  from  above, 
And  feed  my  foul  with  heav'nly  love, 

[•3   The  trees  of  life. immortal  Hand 
In  iiourilhing  rows  at  thy  right  hand, 
And  in  fwcet  murmurs,   by  their  fide,  . 
Rivers  of  blils  perpetual  glide. 

4  Hafte 


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4  Hafte  then,  but  with  a  fmiling  face, 
And  fpread  the  table  of  thy  grace : 
Bring  down  a  tafte  of  truth  divine, 
And  chear  my  heart  with  facred  wine.] 

5  Blefs'd  Jesus,  what  delicious  fare  I 
How  fweet  thy  entertainments  are  I 
Never  did  angels  tafte  above 
Redeeming  grace  and  dying  love. 

6  Hail,  great  Immanuel,  all  divine!  „ 
In  thee  thy  Father's  glories  mine : 
Thou  brighteft,  fweeteft,  faireft  One, 
That  eyes  have  feen,  or  angels  known. 

XVI.     Part  the  fecond. 

f  Y      ORD,  what  a  heav'n  of  faving  grace 
I    J    Shines  thro'  the  beauties  of 4 thy  face, , 
And  lights  our  pa-flions  to  a  flame ! 
Lord,  how  we  love  thy  charming  name! 

8  When  I  can  fay,  My  God  is  mine, 
When  I  can  feeJ  thy  glories  fnine, 
I  tread  the  world  beneath  my  feet, 
And  all  the  earth  calls  good  or  great, 

<j>  While  fuch  a  fcene  of  facred  joys 
Our  raptur'd  eyes  and  fouls  employs^ 
Here  we  could  fit,  and  gaze  away, 
A  long,  an  everlafting  day. 

jo  Well,  we  ftiall  quickly  pafs  the  night. 
To  the  fair  coaft  of  perfect  light; 
Then  (hall  our  joyful  fenfes  rove 
O'er  the  dear  Object  of  our  love. 

£1 1   There  {hall  we  drink  full  draughts  of  bli{s;? , 
And  pluck  new  life  from  heav'nly  trees ! 
Yet,  now  and  then,  dear  Lord,  beftow 
A  drop  of  teay'n  on  worms  below. 

M  3,  12    Send* 


ii4  Hymns    and  Book.H. 

12  Send  comforts  down  frcm  thy  right-h^nd. 
While  we  pais  thro'  this  barren  land  ; 
And  in  thy  temple  let  us  fee 
A  glimpfe  of  love,  a  glimpfe  of  thee.j 

XVII.     GodV  eternity. 

1  TJ  ISE,  rife  my  foul,  and  leave  the  ground; 
J^L     Stretch  all  my  thoughts  abroad, . 
And  roufe  up  every-  tuneful  found, 

To  praife  th'  eternal  God. 

2  Long  ere  the  lofty  Ikies  were  fprea 

Jehovah  fill'd  his  throne ; 
Or  Adam  form'd,  cr  angels  made, 
The  Maker  iiv'd  alone  : 

3  His  boundlefs  years  can  ne'er  decre 

But  ftill  maintain  their  prime ; 
Eternityl%  his  dwelling-place. 
And  Evt.tr  is  his  time, 

4  While  like  a  tide  our  minutes  flow- 

The  prefent  and  the  paft, 
Ke  fills  his  own  immortal  NOW, 
And  fees  our  ages  wafte. 

5  T>.e  fea  and  Iky  muft  perifh  too, 

And  vaft  destruction  come  : 
The  creatures,   look,  how  old  they  gj 
And  wait  their  fiery  doom! 

6  Weil,  let  the  fea  ilirink  ail  away. 

And  flame  melt  down  the  fkiey, 
My  God  fhall  live  an  endlefs  day, 
When  th'  old  creatiqn  dies. 

,    XVIII.      T/:s  minifiry  of  angels. 
1  TjflGH  on  a  hill  of.  dazzling  light 
XjL   1  ne  King  9^  Glory  fprea.ds  his  feat-, 
And  troops  of  angel?,  ftretch'd  for  fli 
Stand  Waiting  rcund  his  av 


Book  II.       Spiritual  Songs.         ifj 

2  *  Go,  faith  the  Lord,  my  Gabriel,  go± 
Salute  the  virgin 'j  fruitful  <v:o?nb ; 

•f  Make  hajle,  ye  cherubs,  down  belo<wt 
Sing  and  proclaim  the  Saviour  come. 

3  %  Here  a  bright  fquadron  leaves  the  fkies, 
And  thick  around  Eli/ha  (lands  j 

Anon  a  heav'nJy  foldier  flies, 

§  And  breaks  the  chains  from  Peters  handk, 

4. Thy  winged  troops,  O  God  of  Hofb3 
Wait  on  thy  wand'ring  church  heiow; 
Here  we  are  failing  to  thy  coafts, 
Let  angels  be  our  convey  too. 

5  **  Are  they  not  all  thy  fervants,  Lord  ? 
At  thy  command  they  go  and  come ; 
With  chearful  hafte  obey  thy  word, 
And  guard  thy  children  to  their  home. 

XIX.   Our  frail  bodies,  andGoB  ourPreferver, 

1  "I       ET  others  boaft  how  ftrong  they  be,' 

I   J     Nor  death  nor  danger  fear; 
But  we'll  confefs,  O  Lord,  to  thee, 
What  feeble  things  we  are. 

2  Freih  as  the  grafs  our  bodies  ftand, 

And  flourilh  bright  and  gay ; 
A  Halting  wind  fweeps  o'er  the  land, 
And  fades  the-  grafs  away. 

3  Our  life  contains  a  thoufand  fprings, 

And  dies  if  one  be  gone  : 
Strange  !  that  a  harp  of  thoufand  firings 
Should  keep  in  tune  fo  long. 

4  But  'tis  our  God  fupports  our  frame, 

The  God  that  built  us  firft; 

Sal, 


*  Luke  i, 26.      fLukeii.   13.      J  2  Kings 


Aasxii,  7.     **Heb 


14, 


I.i6  Hymns   and  Book  II. 

Solvation  to  th'  almighty  Name 
That  rear'd  us  from  the  duft, 

[5  Hefpoke,  and  ftraight  our  hearts  and  brains 
In  all  their  motions  rofe; 
Let  bloody  faid  he,  flow  round  the  veins, 
And  round  the  veins  it  flows. 

6  While  we  have  breath,  or  ufe  our  tongues^ 
Our  Maker  we'll  adore ; 
His  Spirit  moves  our  heaving  lungs, 
Or  they  would  breathe  no  more.] 

XX.  Backjlidings  and  returns ;  or,  the  incon~ 
Jlancy  of  our  love. 

I  T  T%7HY  is  my  heart  fo  far  from  thee, 
W      My  God,  my  chief  Delight  ? 
Why  are  my  thoughts  no  more  by  day 
With  thee,  no  more  by  night  ? 

£2  Why  lhould  my  foolifh  paffions  rove  ?7 
Where  can  fuch  fweetnefs  be, 
As  I  have  tailed  in  thy  love, 
As  I  have  found  in  thee  ?  3 

3  When  my  forgetful  foul  renews 

The  favour  of  thy  grace, 
My  heart  prefumes  I  cannot  lofe. 
The  relifh  all  my  days. 

4  But  ere  one  fleeting  hour  is  paft, 

The  flatt'ring  world  employs 
Some  fenfual  bait  to  feize  my  tafte, 
And  to  pollute  my  joys. 

£5  Trifles  of  nature,  cr  of  art, 
With  fair  deceitful  charms, 
Intrude  into  my  thoughtlefs  hearty . 
And  thrull  me  from  thy  arms.] 

6  Then  I  repent  and  vex  my  foul 
That  I  lhould  leave  the*  fo; 

Whexc 


Book  II.       Spiritual    Songs.         127 

Where  will  thofe  wild  affections  roll 
That  let  a  Saviour  go  ? 

f7   Sin's  promis'd  joys  are  turn'd  to  pain^ 
And  I  am  drown'd  in  grief; 
But  rny  dear  Lord  returns  again, 
He  flies  to  my  relief; 

S  Seizing  my  foul  with  fweet  furprife, 
He  draws  with  loving  bands ; 
Divine  companion's  in  his  eyes, 
And  pardon  in  his  hands. ~] 

[9  Wretch  that  I  am,  to  wander  thus 
In  chafe  of  falfe  delight! 
Let  me  be  faften'd  to  thy  crofs, 
Rather  than  lofe  thy  fight.] 

[jo  Make  hafle,  my  days,  to  reach  the  goa3a 
And  bring  my  heart  to  reft 
On  the  dear  centre  of  my  foul, 
My  God,  my  Saviour's  breaft.] 

XXI.  A  fong  of  pralfe  to  God  the  Redeemer; 

1  X     E  T  the  old  heathens  tune  their  fong 
J j  Of  great  Diana  and  of  Jove  ; 

But  the  fweet  theme  that  moves  my  tongue 
Is  my  Redeemer  and  his  love. 

2  Behold!  a  God  defcends  and  dies, 
To  fave  my  foul  from  gaping  hell. 
How  the  black  gulph,  where  fatan  lies, 
Yawn'd  to  receive  me  when  I  fell  \ 

3  How  juftke  frown'd,.  and  vengeance  Hood- 
To  drive  me  down  to  endlefs  pain  3 

But  the  great  Son  propos'd  his  blood, 
And  heav'nly  wrath  grew  mild  again « 

4  Infinite  Lover,  gracious  Lord, 
To  thee  be  endlefs  honours  giv'n ; 

Thy 


ti8  Hymns    and  Book  II. 

Thy  wond'rous  name  ihall  be  ador'd, 
Round  the  wide  earth,  and  wider  heav'n. 

XXII.  With  God  is  terrible  majejty. 

1  r  i  ^Errible  God,  that  reign'ft  on  high, 

X     How  awful  is  thy  thund'ring  hand  f 
Thy  fiery  bolts,  how  fierce  they  fly ! 
Nor  can  all  earth  or  hell  withftand. 

2  This  the  old  rebel  angels  knew, 
And  fatan  fell  beneath  thy  frown : 
Thine  arrows  ftruck  the  traitor  thro* 
And  weighty  vengeance  funk  him  down. 

3  This  Sodom  felt,  and  feels  it  (till, 
And  roars  beneath  th'  eternal  load. 
With  endiefs  burnings  who  can  dive/I, 
Or  bear  the  fury  of  a  God  ? 

4  Tremble,  ye  fmners,  and  fuemit, 
Throw  down  your  arms  before  his  throne, 
Bend  your  heads  low  beneath  his  feet, 

Or  his  flrong  hands  fhall  cruih  you  down. 

5  And  ye,  blefs'd  faints,  that  love  him  too, 
With  rev'rence  bow  before  his  name;  j 
Thus  all  his  heav'nly  fervants  do. 

God  is  a  bright  and  burning  flame. 

XXIII.  The  fight  cf  God  and  Ch  r  i  s  t  in  heaven 
I  TTN  Efcend  from  heav'n,  immortal  Dove, 
JL/  Stoop  down  and  take  us  on  thy  wings, 
And  mount  and  bear  us  far  above 
The  reach  of  thefe  inferior  things, 

1  Beyond,  beyond  this  lower  fky, 
Up  where  eternal  ages  roll, 
Where  folid  pleafures  never  die, 
And  fruits  immortal  feaft  the  foul. 

3  O  for  a  fight,  a  pleafmg  fight, 
Of  our  almighty  Father's  throne  ! 

There 


Book  II.       Spiritual   Songs.         119 

There  fits  our  Saviour  crown'd  with  light, 
Cloath'd  in  a  body  like  our  own. 

4  Adoring  faints  around  him  Hand, 

And  thrones  and  pow'rs  before  him  fall: 
The  God  fhines  gracious  thro'  the  man3 
And  fheds  fweet  glories  on  them  all ! 

5  O  what  amazing  joys  they  feel, 
While  to  their  golden  harps  tfhey  fing, 
And  fit  on  ev'ry  heav'nly  hill, 

And  fpread  the  triumphs  of  their  King ! 

6  When  mall  the  day,  dear  Lord,  appear 
That  I  fliall  mount  to  dwell  above, 
And  ftand  and  bow  amongft  'em  there,  " 
And  view  thy  face,  and  fmg,  and  love  ? 

"XXIV.     The  evil  of  Jin  vifible  in  the  fall  of 

angels  and  men, 

1  \7[/HEN  tJie  §reat  Builder  arcll'd  the  ikies, 

VV    And  form'd  all  nature  with  a  word, 
The  joyful  cherubs  tun'd  his  praife, 
And  ev'ry  bending  throne  ador'd. 

2  High  in  the  midft  of  all  the  throng, 
Satan,  a  tall  arch-angel,  fat; 

*  Amongft  the  morning-ftars  he  fung, 
'Till  fin  deftroy'd  his  heav'nly  ftate. 

£  3  *Twas  fm  that  hurl'd  him  from  his  throne ; 
Grov'ling  in  fire  the  rebel  lies : 
f  Now  art  thou  funk  in  darknefs.downt 
Son  of  the  morning)  from  the  feies  !~\, 

4  And  thus  cur  two  firft  parents  flood, 
'Till  fin  defiPd  the  happy  place ; 
They  loft  their  garden  and  their  God, 
And  ruin'd  all  their  unborn. race. 

[5  So 

*  Job  xxrviii.  7.         f  Ifa,  xiv,  12. 


ISO  Kymns    und  Book  II, 

[j  So  fprung  the  plague  from  Adam\  bovrr. 
And  fpread  deftruclion  all  abroad, 
Sin,  the  curs'd  name,   th-u  in  one  hour 
Spoil'd  fix  days  labour  of  a  God. J 

6  Tremble,  my  foul,  and  mourn  for  grief, 
That  fuch  a  foe  mould  feize  thy  breaft  j 
Ely  to  thy  Lord  for  quick  relief: 

Oh  !  may  he  flay  this  treach'rous  gueft. 

7  Then  to  thy  throne,  victorious  King, 
Then  to  thy  throne  our  fliouts  fhall  rife; 
Thine  everlafling  arm  we  firig, 

For  fin,  the  moniter,   bleeds  and  dies. 

XXV.     Cemplaining  of  fpiritual  Jlcth, 

1  TV   /fY  drowfy  pow'rs,  why  fleep  ye  foi 
XYjL     Awake,  my  fluggim  foul ! 
Nothing  has  half  thy  work  to  do, 

Yet  nothing's  half  fo  dull. 

2  The  little  ants,  for  one  poor  grain, 

Labour,   and  tug,  and  ftrive ; 
Yet  we  who  have  a  heav'n  t'  obtain, 
How.negligent  we  live  ! 

3  We,  for  whofe  fake  all  nature  Hands, 

And  ftars  their  courfes  move; 
We,  for  whofe  guard  the  angel-bands 
Come  fiying  from  above  ; 

4  We,  for  whom  God  the  Son  came  down, 

And  labour'd  for  our  good, 
How  carelefs  to  fecure  that  crown 
He  purchased  with  his  blood  ! 

5  Lord,  fhall  we  lie  fo  fluggifh  flill, 

And  never  ad  our  parts  ! 
Come,  holy  Dove,  from  th'  heav'nly  hill. 
And  fit  and  warm  our  hearts. 

6  Then 


II.       Spiritual   Sosgs.  I2J 

6  Then  (hall  our  adlive  fpirits  move, 
Upward  our  fouls  (nail  rife: 
Wfth  hands  of  faith  and  wings  of  love 
We'll  fly  and  take  the  prize. 

XXVI.     God  imvijibh. 

1  T     O  R  D,  we  are  blind,  we  mortals  blind, 

[■  j  We  can'*:  behold  thy  bright  abode • 
O  'tis  beyond  a  creature-mind, 
To  glance  a  thought  half-way  to  God. 

2  Infinite  leagues  beyond  the  fky 
The  great  Eternal  reigns  alone, 
Where  neither  wings  nor  fouls  can  fly, 
1\T or  angels  climb  the  toplefs  throne. 

3  The  Lord  of  Glory  builds  his  feat 
Cf  gems  infuzFerably  bright, 

And  lays  beneath  h,is  facred  feet 
Subftantial  beams  of  gloomy  night. 

4  Yet,  glorious  Lord,  thy  gracious  eyes 
Look  thro'  and  chear  us  from  above; 
Beyond  our  praife  thy  grandeur  flies, 
Yet  we  adore,  and  yet  we  love. 

XXVII.       Praife  ye  hrm3    all  his  angel:  > 
Pfal.  cxlviii.   2, 

1  tf~^  GD  !  the  eternal  awful  name, 

VJT    That  the  whole  heav'nly  army  fears, 
That  fliakes  the  wide  creation's  framd. 
And  fatan  trembles  when  he  hears ; 

2  I -ike  flames  cf  fire  his  fervants  are, 

And  light  furrounds  his  dwelling-place:  - 
But,  O  ye  fiery  flames,  declare 
The  brighter  glories  of  his  face. 

|j   'Tis  not  for  fuch  poor  worms  as  we 
To  fpeak  fo  infinite  a  thing ; 
But. your  immortal  eyes  furvey 
The  beauties  of  your  fov'reign  King ; 

N  4  Tell 


122  Hymns    and  Book  II. 

4  Tell  how  he  fheivs  Ills  fmiling  face, 
And  cloathes  all  heav'n  in  bright  array; 
Triumph  and  joy  run  thro'  the  place, 
And  fongs  eternal  as  the  day. 

5  Speak  (for  you  feel  his  burning  love) 
What  zeal  it  fpreads  thro'  all  your  frame  ; 
That  facred  fire  dwells  all  above, 

For  we  on  earth  have  loft  the  name. 

£6  Sing  of  his  pow'r  and  juftice  too, 
That  infinite  right-hand  of  his, 
That  vanquiftVd  fatan  and  his  crew, 
And  thunder  drove  them  down  from  blifs.] 

[7  What  mighty  ftorms  cf  poifon'd  darts 
Were  hurl'd  upon  the  rebels  there ! 
What  deadly  jav'lins  nail'ci  their  hearts  v 
Faft  to  the  racks  of  long  defpair  !] 

[8  Shout  to  your  King,  you  heav'nly  hoil; 
You  that  beheld  the  finking  foe, 
(Firmly  ye  flood  when  they  were  loft) 
Praife  the  rich  grace  that  kept  ye  fo-;} 

9  Proclaim  his  wonders  from  the  fkies; 
Let  ev'ry  difrant  nation  hear ; 
And  while  yen  found  his  lofty  praife, 
Let  humble  mortals  bow  and  fear. 

XXVIII.     Death  and  eternity, 

1  £<  Toop  down,  my  thoughts,  that  ufe  to  rife., 
^3   Converfe  a  while  with  death  : 
Think  how  a  gafping  mortal  lies, 

And  paits  away  his  breath : 

2  His  quiv'ring  lip  hangs  feeble  down, 

His  pu'<es  faint  and  few, 
Then,  fpeechlefs,  with  a  doleful  groan, 
He  bids -the  world  adieu. 

3  But 


Book  II.       Spiritual   Songs.  123 

3  But  oh,  the  foul,  that  never  dies  ! 

At  once  it  leaves  the  clay  ! 
Ye  thoughts,  purfue  it  where  it  flies, 
And  track  its  wond'rous  way. 

4  Up  to  the  courts  where  angels  dwell 

It  mounts  triumphing  there  ; 
Or  devils  plunge  it  down  to  hell, 
In  infinite  defpair. 

5  And  mud  my  body  faint  and  die  ? 

And  muft  this  foul  remove  ? 
Oh,  for  fome  guardian-angel  nigh, 
To  bear  it  fafe  above  ! 

6  Jesus,  to  thy  dear  faithful  hand 

My  naked  foul  I  truit ; 
And  my  flefh  waits  for  thy  command, 
To  drop  into  my  dull. 

XXIX.      Redemption  by  price  and  power. 

1  T E  S  U  S,  with  all  thy  faints  above 
J      My  tongue  would  bear  her  part, 
Would  found  aloud  thy  faving  love, 

And  fmg  thy  bleeding  heart. 

2  Elefs'd  be  the  Lamb,  my  deareft  Lord, 

Who  bought  me  with  his  blood, 
And  quench'd  his  Father's  flaming  fword 
In  his  own  vital  flood ; 


o 


The  Lamb  that  freed  my  captive  foul  * 

From  fatan's  heavy  chains, 
And  fent  the  lion  down  to  howl 

Where  hell  and  horror  reigns. 

All  glory  to  the  dying  Lamb, 

And  never-ceafmg  praife, 
While  angels  live  to  know  his  name, 

Or  faints  to  feel  his  grace. 

N  2  XXXl 


22*  Hymn  s    arid  B< 

XXX.'    Heavenly  joy  on  earth . 

[i  iOQtofc;  we  that  love  the  Lord, 
.      V*     And  Jet  our  joy  be  known, 
Join  m  a  ibng  with  fweet  accord, 
.      i  thus  iurround  the  throne. 

2  The  forrcrws  of  the  mind 

^  Be  bamlli'd  from  the  place  ! 
Religion  never  was  defign'd 

To  make  our  pleafares  lefs.] 

3  Let  thofe  rcfufe  to  Sag 

'I  hat  never  knew  our  Cod; 
But  lav 'rites  of  the  lieavniy  King, 
May  fpeak  their  joys  abroad.&' 

[a  The  God  that  rules  en  high, 
,-r-  '^"^  tnun'^ers  when  he  pleaie, 
That  rides  upon  the  ftormy  fey, 

And  manages  the  feas.j 

5  This  awfs^  God  is  cur-, 
Car  Father  add  our  Love; 

He  fhall  fend  down  his  heav'nly  pow'rs 
To  carry  us  above.' 

6  There  we  fhall  fee  his  face, 
And  never,  never  fin; 

1  ' '  -\°'  /rom  t]le  rivers  °f  his  grace, 
Drink  endlefs  pleafares  in.  . 

7  Ye?,  and  before  we  rife 
To  that  immortaj  ftatc, 

The  thoughts  of  fuch  amazing  blifs 
Should  cenftant  joys  create. 

[8  The  men  of  grace  have  found 
Glory  begun  below ; 
Celeftial  fru/s",  on  earthly  ground, 
From  faith  and  hope  may  grow. 


9  The 


Book  II.       Spiritual   Songs.  1.25 

9  The  hill  of  Sion  yields 

'  A  thoufand  facred  fweetsr 
Before  we  reach  the  heav'nly  fields, 
Or  walk  the  golden  {facets. 

10  Then  let  our  fongs  abound, 
And  ew'ry  tear  be  dry ; 

We're  marching  thro'lMMANUEi/s  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high.] 

XXXI.    Chris  t\t  pre  fence  makes  death  eafy, 

1  TT7HY  fhouid  we  ftart  and  fear  to  die  ? 

V  V  What  tim'rous  worms  we  mortals  are  1 
Death  is  the  gate  of  endlefs  joy, 
And  yet  we  dread  to  enter  there. 

2  The  pains,  the  groans,  and  dying  itrife, 
Fright  our  approaching  fouls  away; 
Still  we  fhrink  back  again  to  life, 
Fond  of  our  prifon  and  our  clay. 

3  Oh  !  if  my  Lord  would  come  and  meet, 
My  fo*»l  mould  ftretch  her  wings  in  hafte„ 
Fly  fearlefs  thro'  death's  iron  gate, 

Nor  feel  the  terrors  as  fhe  pafs'd. 

4  Jesus  can  make  a  dying  bed 
Feel  foft-as  downy  pillows  are, 
While  on  his  breaft  I  lean  my  head,    • 
And  breathe  my  life  out  fweetly  there-,. 

XXXII.     Frailty  and  folly. 

1  T  TOW  fhort  and  hafty  is  our  life  ! 
XjL     How  vaft  our  fouls  affairs ! 
Yet  fenfelefs  mortals  vainly  ltrive 

To  laviih  out  their  years.  / 

2  Our  days  run  thoughtlefsly  along, 

Without  a  moment's  ftay; 
Juft  like  a  ftory  or  a  fong 
We  pafs  our  lives  away. 
N  3 


126  Hymns    and  Be 

3  Cor-  from  on  high  invites  us  home, 

we  march  heedieis  on; 
And,  ever  haft'ning  to  the  tomb> 
Stoop  downwards  as  we  run. 

4  How  we  deferve  the  deepeft  hell, 

That  flight  the  joys  above  ! 
What  chains  of  vengeance  ilibuld  we  feel 
That  break  fuch  cords  of  Jove  ! 


5   Draw  us,  O  God,   with  fov'reign  grace, 
And  lift  our  thoughts  on  high, 
That  we  may  end  this  mortal  race, 
And  fee  falvation  nisrh. 


'O' 


XXXIII,-    Thrhlejfed  focicty  in  heaven. 

i   "TTJ  Aife  thee,  my  foul,  fly  up  and  run 
XV     Thro'  evYy  heav'nly  ftreet, 
And  fay,  there's  nought  below  the  fun 

1 'hat's  worthy  of  thy  feet. 

• 

[2  Thus  will  we  mount  on  facred  wings, 
And  tread  the  courts  above  : 
Nor  earth,  nor  all  her  mightieft  things, 
Shall  tempt  our  meaneft  love. ~] 

3  There,  on  a  high  majeftic  throne, 

Th' almighty  Father  reigns, 
And  iheds  his  glorious  gocdnefs  down 
Cn  all  the  blifsful  plains. 

4  Bright,  like  a  fun,   the  Saviour  fits, 

And  fpreads  eternal  noon: 
No  ev.'nmgs  there,  nor  gloomy  nights^ 
To  want  the  feeble  moon. 

^  Amidft  thofe  ever-fhining  flues 
Behold  the  facred  Dove, 
While  baniuVd  fifi  and  fcrrcv;  fl'es 
Frcm  all  the  realms  of  loye. 

6  The 


Book  II.       Spiritual    Songs.         i  27 

6  The  glorious  tenants  of  the  place 
Stand  bending  round  the  throne  ; 
And  faints  and  feraphs  fmg  and  praife 
The  infinite  Three-One. 

[7  But  oh,  what  beams  of  heav'nly  grace 
Tranfport  them  all  the  while  ! 
Ten  thoufand  fmiles  from  Jesus  face, 
And  love  in  ev'ry  fmile  !] 

3   Je     "3,  and  when  Ihall  that  dear  dayy 
That  joyful  hour,  appear, 
When  I  lhall  leave  this  houfe  of  clay. 
To  dwell  amongft  'em  there  ? 

XXXIV.   Breathing  after  the  holy  Spirit  \  or, 
fervency  of  devotion  dejired. 

1  ^OME,  holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
\^j  With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rsy 
Kindle  a  flame  of  facred  love 

In  thefe  cold  hearts  of  ours. 

2  Look  how  we  grovel  here  below, 

Fond  of  thefe  trifling,  toys  ; 
Our  fouls  can  neither  fly  nor  go 
To  reach  eternal  joys. 

3  In  vain  we  tune  bur  formal  fongs, 

In  vain  we  drive  to  rife ; 
Hofannas  languifh  on  our  tongues-, 
And  our  devotion  dies? 

4  Dear  Lord  !  and  fhall  we  ever  lie 

At  this  poor  dying  rate  ? 
Oar  love  fo  faint,  fo  cold  to  thee, 
And  thine  to  us  fo  great  ? 

5.  Gome,  holy  Spirit,  heav'nly  Dove, 
With  all  thy  quick'ning  pow'rs, 
Come,  fhed  abroad  a  Saviour's  love, 
And  that  ihall  kindle  ours, 

XXXV. 


128  Hymns    and  Book  II. 

XXXV.    Praife  to  God  for  creation  and  re 
demption. 

1  T     ET  them  neglect  thy  glory,   Lord, 
J j     Who  never  knew  thy  grace  ; 

But  our  loud  fong  fha'l  frill  record 
The  wonders  of  thy  praife. 

2  We  raife  our  fhouts,  O  God,   to  thee, 

And  fend  thern  to  thy  throne  ; 
All  glory  to  th'  United' Three, 
The  Undivided  One. 

3  'Twas  he  (and  we'll  adore  his  name) 

That  form'd  us  by  a  word; 
'Tis  he  reftor'd  our  ruin'd  frame; 
Salvation  to  the  Lord  i 

4  Hofanna  !  let. the  earth  and  fkies 

Repeat  the  joyful  found  ; 
Rocks,  hills,  and  vales,  reflect  the  voice 
In  one  eternal' round. 

XXXVI.     Christ'j-  intercefiori.. 

1  TT7ELL,  the  Redeemer's  gone 

VV      T'  appear  before  a  God  ; 
To  fprinkle  o'er  the  flaming  throne 
With  his  atoning  blood. 

2  No  fiery  vengeance  now, 

No  burning  wrath  comes  down  : 
If  juftice  calls  for  fmners  blood, 
The  Saeviour  {hews  his  own. 

3  Before  his  Father's  eye 
Our  humble  fuit  he  moves  ; 

The  Father  lays  the  thunder  by, 

And  looks,  and  fmiles,  and  loves. 

4  Now  may  our  joyful  tongues 
Our  Maker's  honour  fmg  : 

Jesus,  the  Priest,  receives  our  fongs, 
And  bears  'em  to  the  King. 

[5  We 


Book  II.       Spiritual    Songs.  1-29 

[5  We  bow  before  his  face, 
And  found  his  glories  high ; 
"  Kofanna  to  the  God  of  Grace 
«'  That  lays  his  thunder  by.] 

6  "  On  earth  thy  mercy  reigns, 
"  And  triumphs  all  above :" 
But,  Lord,  how  weak  cur  mortal  Arams 
To  fpeak  immortal  love ! 

[7  Kow  jarring,  and  how  low, 
Are  all  the  notes  we  fing  ! 
Sweet  Saviour,  tune  our  fongs  anew, 
And  they  fhall  pleafe  the  King.] 

XXXVII.     The  fame, 

2  T     IFT  up  your  eyes  to  th' heav'nly  feat 

J j     Where  your  Redeemer  ftays ; 

Kind  Interceffor,  there  he  fits, 

And  loves,  and  pleads,  and  prays. 

2  'Twas  well,  my  foul,  he  dy'd  for  thee5. 

And  fhed  his  vital  blood, 
Appeas'd  ftern  jiiftice  on  the  tree, 
And  then  arofe  to  God. 

3  Petitions  now,  and  praife  may  rife, 

And  faints  their  ofF'rings  bring ; 
The  Pried,  with  his  own  facriflce, 
Prefents  them  to  the  King. 

[4  Let  papifts  trull. what  names  they  pleafea 
Their  faints  and  angeis  boait ; 
We've  no  fuch  advocates  as  thefe, 
Nor  pray  to  th'  heav'nly  heft.] 

5  Jesus  alone  fhall  bear  my  cries 
Up  to  his  Father's  throne : 
He  (deareft  Lord  !)  perfumes  my  fighs, 
And  fweetens  ev'ry  groan, 

6  Ten 


W  %%0  Hymns    and  Book  II. 

[6  Ten  thoufand  praifes  to  the  King, 
Hcfanna  in  the  bigbjij 
Ten  thoufand  thanks  our  fpirits  bring 
To  God  and  to  his  Christ.] 

XXXVIII.     Love  to  God. 

1  T  TAppy  the  heart  where  graces  reign, 
X  JL     Where  love  infpires  the  breaft : 
Love  is  the  brighter:  of  the  train, 

And  Strengthens  all  the  reft. 

2  Knowledge,  alas !   'tis  all  in  vain, 

And  all  in  vain  our  fear ; 
Our  ftubborn  fms  will  fight  and  reign, 
If  love  be  abfent  there. 

3  *Tis  love  that  makes  our  chearful  feet 

In  fwift  obedience  move  ; 
The  devils  know,  and  tremble  too, 
But  fatan  cannot  love. 

4  This  is  the  grace  that  lives  and  fmgs, 

When  faith  and  hope  lhall  ceafe ; 
'Tis  this  fhall  ftrike  our  joyful  firings 
In  the  fweet  realms  of  blifs. 

5  Before  we  quite  forfake  our  clay, 

Or  leave  this  dark  abode, 
The  wings  of  love  bear  us  away 
To  fee  cur  foiling  God. 

XXXIX.    The  fieri nefs  and  viifery  of  life. 

1  /^UR  days,  alas !   our  mortal  days, 
\J     Are  fhort  and  wretched  too ; 
Evil  and  few* ,  the  patriarch  lays, 

And  well  the  patriarch  knew. 

2  'Tis  but  at  bed  a  narrow  bound 

That  heav'n  allows  to  men  ; 

And 


*  Gen.  xlvii.  9. 


Book  II.       Spiritual    Songs.         131 

And  pains  and  fins  run  thro'  the  round 
Of  threefcore  years  and  ten. 

3  Well,  if  ye  muft  be  fad  and  few, 

Run  on,  my  days,  in  hafte; 
Moments' of  fin,  and  months  of  wee, 
Ye  cannot  fly  too  faft. 

4  Let  heav'nly  love  prepare  my  foul, 

And  call  her  to  the  flues, 
Where  years  of  long  falvation  roll, 
And  glory  never  dies. 

XL.      Our  cow  fort  i?i  the  covenant  made  with 
Christ. 

,UR  God  how  firm  his  promife  flands, 
Ev'n  when  he  hides  his  face ! 
He  trufts  in  our  Redeemer's  hands 
His  glory  and  his  grace. 

2  Then  why,  my  foul,  thefe  fad  complaints, 

Since  Christ  and  we  are  one? 
Thy  God  is  faithful  to  his  faints, 
Is  faithful  to  his  Son. 

3  Beneath  his  fmiles  my  heart  has  liv'd., 

And  part  of  heav'n  poifefs'd  ; 
I  praife  his  name  for  grace  receiv'd, 
And  truft  him  for  the  reft. 

XLI.  A  fight  of  God  mortifies  us  to  the  world ' 

LiT  TP  to  the  fields  where  angels  lie, 
_  \J    And  living  waters  gently  roll, 
Fain  would  my  thoughts  leap  out  arid  fly, 
But  fin  hangs  heavy  on  my  foul. 

2  Thy  pond'rotis  blood,  dear  dying  Christ' 
Can  make  this  world  of  guilt  remove ; 
And  thou  can'ft  bear  me  where  thou  fly'il, 
On  thy  kind  wings,  celeflial  Dov& ! 

3  O  might 


I J2  Hymns    and  Book  II. 

3  O  might  I  once  mount  up  and  fee 
The  glories  of  th'  eternal  fkies, 

What  little  things  thefe  worlds  would  be? 
How  defpicable  to  my  eyes  ;  ] 

4  Had  I  a  glaiice  of  thee,  my  God, 
Kingdoms  and  men  would  valiifh  foon, 
Vaniih,  as  tho'  1  raw  'em  not, 

As  a  dim  candle  dies  at  noon. 

5  Then  thsf  might  fight  and  rage,  and  rave, 
I  fhould  perceive  the  noiie  no  more 

Than  we  can  lir-ar  2  making  leaf 
While  rattling  thunders  round  us  roa*. 

6  Great  All  in  AH,  eternal  King, 
Let  me  but  view  thy  lovely  face, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  ftiall  bow  and  fing 
Thine  endleis  grandeur  and  thy  grace. 

XLII.     Delight  in  God. 

1  A  #Y  God,  what  endlefs  pleafures  dwell 
±VL     Above  at  thy  right  hand  ! 

The  courts  below,  how  amiable, 
Where  all  thy  graces  (land ! 

2  The  fwvllow  near  thy  temple  lies, 

And  chirps  a  chearful  note  ; 
The  lark  mounts  upwards  tow'rd  thy  fkies, 
And  tunes  her  warbling  throat. 

3  And  we,  when  in  thy  prefence,  Lord, 

We  ;hout  with  j oyfal  tongues; 

Or -fitting  round  cur  Father's  board, 

We  crown  the  feafc  with  longs, 

,4  While  Jf. sus  ihines  with  quick'ning  grace, 
We  fing  and  mount  on  high ; 
But  if  a  frown  becloud  his  face, 
We  faint  and  tire,  and  die. 

[J  J«H 


Book  II.       Spiritual    Sokgs.  137 

[5  Juft  as  we  fee  the  lone  Come  dove 
Bemoan  her  widow'd  ftate, 
Wand'ring,  ihe  flies  thro'  all  the  grove, 
And  mourns  her  loving  mate. 

6  Juft  fo  our  thoughts,  from  thing  to  tiling 
In  reftlefs  circles  rove; 
Juft  Co  we  drcop,  and  hang  the  wing, 
When  Jesus  hides  his  love.] 

XLIII.   Ch&izt's  fujfen'nvs  and  glory . 

1  "j^TOW  for  a  tune  of  lofty  praife 
X   ^1    To  great  Jehovah's  equal  Son  ! 
Awake,  my  voice,  in  heav'nly  lays, 
Tell  the  loud  wonders  he  hath  done. 

.2  Sing,  how  he  left  the  worlds  of  light,  . 
And  the  bright  robes  he  wore  above ; 
How  fwift  and  joyful  was  his  flight 
On  wings  of  everlafting  love. 

£3  Down  to  this  bafe,  this  finful  earth, 
He  came  to  raife  our  nature  high; 
He  came  t'atone  almighty  wrath : 
Jesus,  the  God,  was  born  to  die. J 

[4  Kell  and  its  lions  roar'd  around; 
His  precious  blood  the  monfters  fpilt, 
While  weighty  forrows  prefs'd  him  down. 
Large  as  the  loads  of  all  our  guilt.] 

5  Deep  in  the  fhades  of  gloomy  death 
Th'  almighty  Captive  pris'ner  lay ; 
Th'  almighty  Captive  left  the  earth, 
And  rofe  to  everlafting  day. 

4  Lift  up  your  eyes,  ye  fons  of  light, 
Up  to  his  throne  of  ihining  grace; 
See  what  immortal  glories  fit 
•Rouad  the  fweet  beauties  of  his  face ! 

O  7  Amongit 


i^4  Hymns    and  Book  II. 

7  Amongft  a  thousand  harps  and  fongs 
Jesus,  the  God,  exalted  reigns; 
His  facred  name  rills  all  their  tongues, 
And  echoes  thro'  the  heav'nly  plains ! 

XLIV.   Hell ;  or;   the  vengeance  ofGov. 

1  TI71TH  holy  fear,  and  humble  fcng, 

\V     The  dreadful  God  our  fouls  adore. 
'  RevYence  and  awe  becomes  the  tongue 
That  fpeaks  the  terrors  of  hi*  ppw'r. 

2  Far  in  the  deep  where  darkneff  dwells, 
The  land  of  horror  and  defpair, 
Juftice  has  built  a  difmal  hell, 

And  laid  her  ftores  of  vengeance  there. 

[a  Eternal  plagues,  and  heavy  chains, 
Tormenting  racks,  and  fiery  coals, 
Ana  daits  t'  inflict  immortal  pains, 
Dy'd  in  the  blood  of  damned  fouls. 

4  There  fatan  the  firft-  fmner  lies, 
And  roars,  and  bites  his  iron  bands; 
In  rain  the  rebel  drives  to  rife, 

CruiYd  w  ith  the  weight  of  both  thy  hands,] 

5  There  guilty  ghofts  of  AdamH  race 
Shriek  out,  and  howl  beneath  thy  rod ; 
Once  they  could  fcorn  a  Saviour's  grace, 
But  they  incens'd  a  dreadful  God. 

6  Tremble,  my  foul,  and  kifs  the  Son;    - 
Sinner,   obey  thy  Saviour's  call; 

Elle1  your  damnation  haitens  on, 
And  hell  gapes  wide  to  wait  your  falh 

XLV.   God'j-  condefcenftcn  to  our  nvorjhip. 

I    f  $1  Vnr  favours,  Lord,  fuvprife  our  fouls: 

X     Will  the  Eternal  dwell  with  us  ? 

\%  Imttanft  thou  find  beneath  the  poles, 

rX  u  fcpmpt  thy  charioi  uc  vvsward  thus  ? 

2  Still 


Book  If.       Spiritual    Songs.  ijy 

2  Still  might  he  fill  his  ftarry  throne, 
And  pleaFehis  ears  with  GakrieTs  longs  ; 
But  th'  heav'nly  Majefty  comes  down, 
Aad  bows  to  hearken  to  our  tongues. 

3  Grsat  God  !   what  poor  returns  we  pay 
For  love  fo  infinite  as  thine  ? 

Words  are  but  air,  and  tongues  but  clay; 
But  thy  companion's  all  divine. 

XLVI.    God'/  eondeftenjron  to  human  affairs, 

i   T  T?  to  the  Lord,  that  reigns  on  high, 
\^J      And  views  the  nations  from  afar, 
Let  everlafbing  praiies  fly, 
And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 

\_  2  He  that  can  hVike  the  worlds  he  made, 
Or  with  his  word,   or  with  his  rod, 
Kis  goodnefs,  how  amazing  great ! 
And  what  a  condefcending  God  !  j 

[3  God,  that  muft  iloop  to  view  the  ikies,  - 
And  bow  to  fee  what  angels  do, 
Down  to  the  earth  he  caiis  his  eyes, 
And  bends  his  fqotfteps  downwards  too.] 

4  He  over-rules  all  mortal  things, 
And  manages  our  mean  affairs  ; 
On  humble  fouls  the  King  of  Kings 
Bellows  his  counfels  and  his  cares. 

5  Our  forrow  and  our  tears  we  pour 
Into  the  bofom  of  our  God  ; 

He  hears  us  in  the  mournful  hour, 
And  helps  us  to  bear  th'  heavy  load, 

6  In  vain  might  lofty  princes  try 
Such  condefcenfion  to  perform  ; 
For  worms  were  never  rais'd  fo  high 
Above  their  meaneft  fellow-worm, 

O  2  *7  Oh  I 


i$6  H  y  m  n  s    and  Eoolc  II : 

7   OH !   could  cur  thankful  hearts  deyife 
A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace, 
To  the  third  heav'n  our  fongs  Ihould  rife, 
And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  praife. 

XL  VII.      Glory    and  grace  in  the  p erf  on  of 
Christ. 

i   Ik  TOW  to  the  Lord  a  noble  fong  ! 
JL  tj    Awake  my  foul ;  awake,  my  tongue.;. 
Hofanna  to  th'  eternal  name, 
And  all  his  boundlefs  love  proclaim. 

2  See  where  it  fhines  in  Jesus'  face, 
The  brighter!  image  of  his  grace; 
God,  in  the.  perfon  of  his  Son, 

Has  ail  his  mightieil  works  outdone. 

3  The  fpacious  earth,  and  fpreading  flood,-. 
Proclaim  the  wife  and  pow'rful  God  ; 
And  thy  rich  glories,  from  afar, 
Sparkle  in  ev'ry  rolling  flar. 

4  But  in  his  looks  a  glory  ftands, 
The  nobleft  labour  cf  thine  hands: 
The  pleafmg  luftre  of  his  eyes 
Qutihines  the  wonders  of  the  flues. 

5  Grace!    'tis  a  fweet,  a  charming  theme;-   . 
My  thoughts  rejoice  at  Jr.  s  u  s '  name  : 

Ye  angels  dwell  upon  the  found; 
Ye  heav'ns,  reflect  it  to  the  ground  ! 

6  Qh.  may  I  live  to  reach  the  place 
Where  he  unveils  his  lovely  h.ct, 
Where  all  the  beauties  you  behold, 
And  fing  his  name  to  harps  of  gold  ! 

XT.V.IIL      Love  to  the  creatures  is  dangerous . 
OW  vain  are  al]  things  here  below  ! 
How  falfe,  and  yet  how  fair  ! 
lac'h  pleafure  hath  its  poifon  too, 
And  ev'ry  fweet  a  fnarc. 

2  The 


H 


Book  II .  .     Spiritual   Songs,  i  3.7 

2  The  trightefl  things  below  the  Iky 

Give  but  a  flattering  light; 
We  ihould  fufpect  fome  danger  nigh 
Where  we  poifefs  delight. 

3  Cur  deareft  joys,  and  neareu  friends, 

The  partners  of  our  blood, 
How  they  divide  our  wav'ring  minds, 
And  leave  but  half  for  God  1 

4  The  Fondnefs  of  a  creature's  love, 

How  ilrong  it  ftrikes  the  feiife ! 
Thither  the  warm  affections  move, 
Nor  can  we  call  'em  thence. 

5  Dear  Saviour,  let  thy  beauties  be 

My  foul's  eternal  food; 
And  grace  command  my  heart  av/ay 
From  all  created  good. 

XLIX.  Mofes  dyi/ig  in  the  emlracss  (/God, 

Eath  cannot  make  our  fouls  afraid, 
If  God  be  with  us  there; 
We  laay  walk  thro'  our  darkell  lhade, 
And  never  yield  to  fear. 

2-  I  could  renounce  my  all  below. 
If  my  Creator  bid  ; 
And  run,  if  I  wrere  cali'u  to  go, 
And  die  as  Mofes  did. 
2 

Might  I  but  ciirnb  to  PifgaFs  top, 

And  view  the  promised  land, 

My  flefla  itfelf  ihould  long  to  drop, 

And  pray  for  the  command. 

4  Clafp'd  in  my  heav'nly  Father's  arms, 
I  would  forget  my  breath, 
And  loie  my  life  among  the  cliavn.s 
Of  fo  divine  a  death. 

O  3  L.  Com- 


i$S  Hymns    and  Book  II,  . 

L.     Co?nforts  under  forroivs   and  pains. 

i   "?^TOW  let  the  Lord  my  Saviour  fmile. 
J.^1    And  ihew  my  name  upon  his  heart  * 
I  would  forget  my  pains  a  while, 
And  in  the  pleasure  lofe  the  fmart. 

2  But,  oh  !   it  fwells  my  forrows  high, . 
To  fee  my  blefTed  Je.sus  frown  ; 
My  fpirits  fmk,  my  comforts  die, 
And  all  the  fprings  of  life  are  down. 

3  Yet  why,  my  foul,  why  thefe  complaints? 
Still  while  he  frowns  his  bowels  move; 
Still  on  his  heart  he  bears  his  faint.s, 

And  feels  their  forrows,  and  his  love.  . 

4  My  name  is  printed  on  his  breaft ; 
His -book  of  life  contains  my  name  : 
I'd  rather  have  it  there  imprelVd, 
Than  in  the  bright  records  of  fame. 

-   When  the  laft  fire  burns  all  things  her 
Thofe  letters  fhall  fecurely  ftand, 
And  in  the  Lamb's  fair  book  appear, 
Writ  by  th'  eternal  Father's  ha„:ct, 

6  Now  iliallmy  minutes  fmoothly  run, . 
Whiift  here  I  wait  my  father's  will ; 
My  rifmg  and  my  fettii;>>;  fan 
Roll  gently  up  a^id  down  the  hill. 

LI.      God  the  Son  equal  with  tkt  Father.  . 
7~5?vight  King  of  Glory,  dreadful  God 
.1.3  Our  fpirits  bow  before  thy  feat ; 
To  thee  we  lift  an  humb'e  thought, 
And  worlhip  at  thine  awful  feet. 

|  2  Thy  pow'r  hath  form'd,  thy  wifdom  fways 
All  mature  with  a  fov'rcign  word  ; 
Aad  the  bright  world  of  itars  obeys 
The  will  of  their  fuperior  Lord.] 

[3  Mercy 


Book  II.       Spiritual    Songs.         139 

[  3   Mercy  and  truth  unite  in  one, 
And,  fmiiing,  fit  at  thy  right-hand  ; 
Eternal  juilice  guards  thy  throne, 
And  vengeance  waits  thy  dread  command. 2 

4  A  thoufand  Graphs,  ftrong  and  bright, 
Stand  round  the  glorious  Deity  ; 

But  who,  amongft  the  fons  of  light, 
Pretends  companion  with  thee  ? 

5  Yet  there  is  one  of  human  frame, 
Jesus,  array'd  in  fiefh  and  bloody 
Thinks  it  no  robbery  to  claim 

A  full  equality  with  God. 

&.  Their  glory  fhines  with  equal  beams;' 
Their  effence  is  forever  one  ; 
Tho'  they  are  known  by  diff'rent  namesP 
The  Father  God,  and  God  the  Son. 

7  Then  let  the  name  of  Christ  our  King  - 
With  equal  honours  beador'd; 
His  praife  let  ev'ry  angel  iing, 
And  ail  the  nations  own  the  Lord. 

LII.     Death  dreadful,  or  dellghtfuL 

,£ath  !   'tis  a  melancholy  day 
To  thofe  that  have  no  Gon9 
When  the  poor  foul  is  forc'd  away 
To  feek  her  laft  abode. 

2  In  vain  to  heav'n  fhe  lifts  her  eyes "? 

But  guilt,  a  heavy  chain, 
Still  drags  her  downward  from  the  ikies 
To  darknefs,  fire,  and  pain. 

3  Awake  and  mourn,  ye  heirs  of  hell  j 

Let  ftubborn  fmnersfear; 
You  mull  be  driv'n  from  earth,  and  dwell 
A  longer  ever  there. 

4  See 


r40  H  y  m  «  s    and'  Eook  II, 

4  See  haw  the  pit  gapes  wide  for  you, 

And  fiaihes  in  your  face ; 
Anci  thou,  my  foul,  look  downwards  too3 
And' ling  recovering  grace. 

5  He  is  a  Go n  of  fovYeign  love, 

That  promis'd  heav'n  to  me, 
And  taught  my  thoughts  to  {bar  above, 
Where  happy  fpirks  be. 

6  Prepare  me,  Lord,  for  thy  right-hand, 

Then  come  the  joyful  day; 
Come,  death,  and  fome  celeftial  band, 
To  bear  my  foul  away. 

LIII.    The  pilgrimage  of  the  faints;   or,  earth 
a)id  heaven. 

1  T     OR.D  !   what  a  wretched  land  is  this, 
J j      That  yields  us  no  fupply, 

No  chearing  fruits,  no  wholefome  trees, 
Nor  itreams  of  living  joy  ? 

2  But  pricking  thorns  thro'  all  the  ground, 

And  mortal  poifons  grow, 
And  all  the  rivers  that  are  found 
With  dang'rous  waters  How. 

3  Yet  the  dear  path  to  thine  abode 

Lies  thro'  this  horrid  land  : 
Lord!   we  would  keep   the  heav'nly  road3 
And  run  at  thy  command. 

[4  Our  funis  {hall  tread  the  defart  thro' 
With  undiverted  feet  ; 
And  faith  and  flaming  zeal  fubdue 
The  terrors  that  we  meet.] 

[5   A  thoufand  ravage  beads  of  prey 
,Around  the  foreft  roam  ; 
But  JudaFs  Lion  guards  the  way, 
And  guides  th:  ftrangers  home.] 

[6  Lcnr 


Book  II.       Spiritual   Songs.  141- 

T6  Long  nights  and  darknefs  dwell  below, 
With  fcarce  a  twinkling  ray  ; 
But  the  bright  world  to  which  we  go 
Is  everlasting  day,] 

[7   By  glimm'ring  hopes,  and  gloomy  fears, 
We  trace  the  iacred  road  ; 
Thro'  difmal  deeps,  and  dang'rous  fnares^ 
We  make  our  way  to  God.] 

S  Our  journey  is  a  thorny  maze; 
But  we  march  upward  ftill, 
Forget  thefe  troubles  of  the  ways, 
And  reach  at  S ion's  hill. 

£9  See  the  kind  angels  at  the  gates, 
Inviting  us  to  come  ! 
There  Jesus,  the  Forerunner,  waits 
T©  welcome  travelers  home.] 

10  There,  on  a  green  and  flow'ry  mount/ 
Our  weary  fouls  fnall  fit, 
And  with  tranfportingjoys  recount 
The  labours  of  cur  feet. 

[11   No  vain  difcourfe  fnall  fill  our  tongue3 . 
Nor  trifles  vex  our  ear ; 
Infinite  grace  lhall  fill  our  fong, 
And  God  rejoice  to  liear.j 

12  Eternal  glories  to  the  King, 
That  brought  us  fafely  thro' ; 
Our  tongues  ihall  never  ceafe  to  fmg, 
And  endlefs  praife  renew. 

LIV,  Gcd'j  prefence  is  light  in  darknefs. 

MY  God,  the  Spring  of  all  my  jsys, 
The  Life  of  my  delights, 
The  Glory  of  my  brighteft  days. 
And  Comfort  of  my  nights  i 

5  In 


142  H  y  m  n  s    and  Book  II, 

2  In  darkefi  lhades  if  he  appear, 

My  dawning  is  begun  ! 
he  is  my  foul's  fweet  Mornmg-flar, 
And  he  my  Rinng-fuja. 

3  The  op'ning  heav'ns  around  me  fhine 

With  beams  of  facred  biifs, 
Whiie  Jesus  Ihews  his  heart  is  mine, 
And  whifpers,  I  am.  his. 

4  My  foul  would  leave  this  heavy  clay 

At  that  tranfport'mg  word, 
Run  up  with  joy  the  mining  way 
T'  embrace  my  deared  Lord. 

5  Fearlefs  of  hell,  and  ghaftly  death, 

I'd  break  thro'  ev'ry  fee  ; 
The  wings  of  love,  and  arms  of  faith, 
Shouid  bear  me  conuu'rer  thro'. 

LV.     Trail  life ',  ar.J  fuceccdlng  eternity . 

I   ^nr^HEE  we  adore,  eternal  Name, 
j[_        And  humbly  own  to  thee, 
How  feeble  is  our  mortal  frame  ; 
What  dying  worms  are  we  ! 

[2  Our  wafting  livss  grow  Ihcrter  dill, 
As  months  and  davs  increa::; 
And  ev'ry  beating  pulfe  we  toll, 
Leaves  but  the  number  lefs. 

3  The  yearrclTs  round,  and  deals  away 

The  breatlv  that  nYft  it  gave  ; 

Whatever  we  do,  where-e'er  we  be, 

We're  traveling  to  the  grave.] 

4  Dangers  ftand  thick  thro'  all  the  ground, 

To  pufh  us  to  the  tomb ; 
And  fierce  difeafes  wait  around, 
To  hurry  mortals  home. 

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r  Good  God  !  on  what  a  (lender  thread 
Hang  everlafting  things  ! 
Th'  eternal  ftates  of  ali  the  dead 
Upon  life's  feeble  firings. 

,6  Infinite  joy  or  endlefs  woe 
Attends  on  ev'ry  breath  ; 
And  yet  how  unconcern'd  we  go 
Upon  the  brink  of  death  ! 

7  Waken,  O  Lord,  our  drowfy  fenfe, 
To  walk  this  dang'rous  road ; 
And  if  our  fouls  are  hurry'd  hence, 
May  they  be  found  with  God. 

LVI.   The  mifery  ofheing  without  God  in  this 
world;  or,  vain  prosperity . 

1  \TO,  I  fhatl  envy  them  no  more 
xN  Who  grow  profanely  great, 
Tho'  they  increase  their  golden  ftore, 

And  rife  to  wond'rous  height : 

2  They_tafre  of  all  the  joys  that  grow 

Upon  this  earthly  clod  ! 
Well,  they  may  fearch  the  creature  thro' 
For  they  have  ne'er  a  God. 

3  Shake  off  the  thoughts  of  dying  too, 

And  think  your  life  your  own; 
But  death  comes  haft'ning  on  tc  you, 
To  mow  your  glory  down. 

4  Yes,  you  muft  bow  your  ftately  head; 

Away  your  fpirit  flies, 
And  no  kind  angel  near  your  bed, 
To  bear  it  to  the  ikies. 

5  Go  now,  and  tor.fl  cf  all  yor.r  (lores, 

And  tell  how  bright  you  fhine; 
Tour  heaps  of  gliu'ring  duft  are  yours, 
And  mv  Redeemer's  mine. 

LVH.     The 


-144  Hymns    and  Book  II. 

LVII.      The  pleafures  of  a  good  confcience. 

1  T     Q3-D,  how  fecure  and  bleft  are  they 
i    a  Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardon'd  fin  ! 

Should  ftorms  oi  wrath  make  earth  and  fea 
Their  minds  have  heav'n  and  peace  within' 

2  The  day  glides  fwtftly  o'er  their  heads, 
Made  up  of  innocence  and  love ; 

And  foft  and  fdent  as  the  fhades 
Their  nightly  minutes  gently  move. 

£3  Quick  as  their  thoughts  the-'rjoys  come  on. 
But  fly  not  half  fo  iwift  away  ; 
Their  fouls  are  ever  bright  as  noon, 
And  calm  as  fummer  ev'mng?  be. 

4  How  oft  they  look  to  th'  heav'nly  hills, 
Where  groves  of  living  pleafure  grow  ; 
And  longing  hopes,  and  chearful  fmiles, 
Sit  undifturb'd  upon  their  brow.] 

5  They  fcorn  to  feek  our  golden  toys, 
But  fpend  the  day  and  ihare  the  night, 
In  numb'ring  o'er  the  richer  joys 
That  heay'n  prepares  for  their  delight. 

6  While  wretched  we,  like  worms  and  moles* 
Lie  grov'lling  in  the  duft  belcw, 
Almighty  grace,  renew  our  fouis, 

And  we'll  afpire  to  glory  too. 

LVIII.     The  Jhortncfs  of  life,  and  ike  good' 

nefs  ff/Gop. 
l  rTT^IME  !  what  an  empty  vapour  'tis ! 
Jt        And  days  how  fwift  they  are ■! 
Swift  as  an  Indian  arrow  flies, 
Or  like  a  (hooting  ftar. 

£2  The  prefent  moments  juft  appear, 
Then  Hide  away  in  hafte, 
That  we  can  never  fay,  The/ re  here  j 
But  only  fav,  They're  pafl.~] 

[3  Onr 


Book  II.       Spiritual   Sokgs.  14 

[3  Our  life  is  ever  on  the  wing, 
And  death  is  ever  nigh  : 
The  moment  when  our  lives  begin, 
We  all  begin. to  die.] 

4  Yet,  mighty  God!  our  fleeting  days 

Thy  laiting  favours  iliare ; 
Yet  with  the  bounties  of  thy  grace 
Thou  load'ft  the  rolling  year. 

5  'Tis  fov'reign  mercy  finds  us  food, 

And  we  are  cloath'd  with  love  ;    . 
While  grace  ftands  pointing  out  the  roac 
That  leads  our  fouls  above. 

6  His  goodnefs  runs  an  endlefs  round; 

All  glory  to  the  Lord  : 
His  mercy  never  knows  a  bound; 
And  be  his  name  ador'd. 

7  Thus  we  begin  the  lading  fong ; 

And  when  we  clofe  our  eyes, 
Let  the  next  age  thy  praife  prolong, 
'Till  time  and  nature  dies. 

LIX.      Paradife  on  earth, 

■  1    S~^t  Lory  to  God  that  walks  the  fey, 
VJT  And  lends  his  bleiTmgs  thro* ; 
That  tells  his  faints  of  joys  on  high, 
And  gives  a  taile  below. 

£2-  Glory  to  God  that  (loops  his  throne, 
That  dull  and  worms  may  fee'r. 
And.  brings  a  glimpfe  or  glory  down 
Around  his  facred  feet. 

3  When  Christ,  with  all  his  graces  crown'd, 
Sheds  his- kind  beams  abroad, 
'Tis  a  young  heav'n  on  earthly  ground, 
And  glory  in  the  bud. 

P  4  Abloom- 


ic6  Hymns    and  Book  IL 

&  A  blooming  paradife  of  joy 
In  this  wild  dcfart  fprings; 
And  ev'ry  fenfe  I  ftraight  employ 
On  fweet  celefhial  things. 

5  White  lilies  all  around  appear, 

And  each  his  glory  fhows; 
The  Rofe  of  Sharon  bloffoms  here, 
The  faireft  Flow'r  that  blows. 

6  Chearfal  I  feaft  on  heav'nly  fruit, 

And  drink  the  pleafures  down, 
Pieafures  that  flow  hard  by  the  f«o: 
Of  the  eternal  throne.) 

"i   But,  ah!    how  foon  my  joys  decay, 
How  foon  my  fine  arife, 
And  fnatch  the  heav'nly  fcene  away 
From  thefe  lamenting  eyes ! 

3   When  fhall  the  time,  dear  Jesus,  when 
The  fhining  day  appear, 
That  I  fhall  leave  thofe  clouds  of  fin, 
And  guilt  and  darknefs  here  ? 

q  Up  to  the  fields  above  the  fkies 
My  hafty  feet  would  go, 
There  everlasting  flow'rs  arife, 
And  joys  unwith'ring  grow. 

LX.  The  truth  cf  God  the  Promifen  or,  the 

promifes  are  our  fecurity. 


P' 


^Raife,  everLuung  praife,  be  paid 
To  him  that  earth's  foundation  laid  \ 
Praife  to  the  God  wkofe  ftrong  decrees 
Sway  the  creation  as  he  pleafe. 

2  Praife  to  the  goodnefs  of  the  Lor©, 
Who  rules  his  people  by  his  word, 
And  there,  as  ftrong  as  his  decrees, 
He  fcrs  his  kiadeft  promifes. 

[3  Firm 


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[3  Firm  are  the  words  his  prophets  give, 
Sweet  words,  on  which  his  children  live; 
Each  of  them  is  the  voice  of  God, 
Who  fpoke,  and  fpread  the  Ikies  abroad ;, 

4  Each  o(them  pow'rful  as  that  found 
That  bid  the  new  made  world  go  round  §; 
And  ftronger  than  the  folid  poles 

On  which  the  wheel  of  nature  rolls.] 

5  Whence  then  mould  doubts  and  fears  arifs1? 
Why  trickling  forrows  drown  our  eyes  ?  - 
Slowly,  alas,  our  mind  receives 

Tne  comforts  that  our  Maker  gives. 

6  Oh,  for  a  ftrong,  a  lading  faith, 
To  credit  what  th'  Almighty  faith ! 
T'  embrace  the  mefiage  of  tiis  Son, 
And  call  the  joys  of  heav'n  our  own. 

7  Then  mould  the  earth's  old  pillars  fnake^ 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break.; 
Our  fteady  fouls  mould  fear  no  more 
Than  folid  rocks  when  billows  roar. 

8  Our  everlafting  hopes  arife 
Above  the  ruinable  Ikies, 
Where  the  eternal  Builder  reigns, 
And  his  own  courts  his  pow'r  fuftains. 

LXI.       A  thought  of  death  and  glory . 

l  ™\  /STY  foul,  come,  meditate  the  day, 
jLVA     And  think  how  near  it  ftands, 
When  thou  muft  quit  this  houfe  of  clay, 
And  fly  to  unknown  lands. 

[2  And  you,  mine  eyes,  look  down  and  view 
The  hollow  gaping  tomb ; 
This  gloomy  prifon  waits  for  you, 
Whene'er  the  fummons  come.] 

P  2  9  Oh! 


14S  H  y  m  n  s    and  Book  II 

3  Oh !  could  we  die  with  thofe  that  die, 

And  place  us  in  their  ftead ; 
Then  would  our  fpirits  learn  to  fiy, 
And  converfe  with  the  dead. 

4  Then  mould  we  fee  the  faints  above 

In  their  own  glorious  forms, 
And  wonder  why  our  fouls  mould  Icve 
To  dwell  with  mortal  worms  : 

[5  How  we  mould  feoni  thefe  cloathes  of  fhm, 
Thefe  fetters,  and  this  load ; 
And  long  for  cv'ning,  to  imdrefs, 
That  we  may  reft  with  God. 3 

6  We  mould  almoft:  forfake  our  clay 
re  the  fummens  come, 
And  pray  and  with  our  fouls  away 
To  their  eternal  home. 

LXII.      God   the   Thunderer?—  or,    tie  tefi 
judgment,  tfrid  heii  *i, 
*'  ING  to  the  Lord,  ye  heavily  > 
And  thou,  0  earth,  adore: 
death  and  hell  thro'  ail  their  ccafts 
Stand  trembling  at  his  powY. 

His  founding  chariot  makes  rhe  &(£; 
Ke  makes  the  clouds  hh  throne, 
re  all  his  ft  ores  cf  lightening  He, 

'Till  vengeance  darts  them  down. 

noirrils  breathe  out  fiery  ftreams,   . 
And  from  his  awful  tongue 
A  ibv'reign  voice  divides  the  flames; 
And  thunder  rears  along. 

Think,   O  my  foul,  the-dreadful  dfijy, 
When  this  incenfed  God 

Shali 


fade  in  a  great  'fiiddeh  Jrorm  {of  thunder. 
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Beck  II.      Spiritual    Songs.         149 

Shall  rend  the  flcy,  and  burn  the  fea, 
And  fling  his  wrath  abroad  ! 

5  What  fhall  the  wretch  the  fmner  do  ? 

He  once  defy'd  the  Lord  : 
But  he  fhall  dread  the  Thund'rer  now, 
And  fmk  beneath  his  word. 

6  Tempefts  of  angry  fire  fhall  roll, 

To  blaft  the  rebel  worm, 
And  beat  upon  his  naked  foul 
In  one  eternal  ftorm. 

LXIII.     A  funeral  thought. 

1  T  TARK !  from  the  tombs  a  doleful  found, 
My  ears  attend  the  cry, 
*'  Ye  living  men,  come  view  the  ground 
M  Where  you  muft  ihortly  lie. 

2.  **  Princes,  this  clay  muft  be  your  bed, 
"  In  fpite  of  all  your  tow'rs; 
"  The  tall,  the  wife^  the  rev'rend  head 
"  Muft  lie  as  low  as  ours." 

3  Great  God  !  is  this  our  certain  doom  r 

And  are  we  ftill  fecure  ! 
Still  walking  downwards  to  our  tomb, 
And  yet  prepare  no  more ! 

4  Grant  us  the  pow'rs  of  quick'ning  grace; 

To  fit  our  fouls  to  fly; 
Then,  when  we  drop  this  dying  fleih, 
We'll  rife  above  the  iky, 

LXIV.      G  o  d  the  glory  and  the  defence  of 
Zion. 

3  TT^PPy  tne  Church,  thou  facred  place, 
Xi  The  feat  of  thy  Creator's  grace ; 
Thine  holy  courts  are  his  abode ; 
Thou  earthly  palace  of  our  God. 

P  3  2  Thy 


150  H  ym  k  b    a.  Eook  IL 

2   Thy  walHare  ftrength,  and  at  thy  gates 
A  guard  of  heav'niy  warriors  waits-. 
Nor  ihall  thy  deep  foundations  move, 
Fix'd  on  his  counfeis  and  his  love. 

^   Thy  fees  in  vain  defigns  engage; 
Againft  his  throne  in  vain  they  rage, 
Like  rifmg  waves  with  angry  roar, 
That  daih  and  die  upon  the  fhorr. 

4  Then  let  our  fouls  in  Zion  dwell, 
Nor  fear  the  wrath  of  Rome  and  hell  : 
His  arms  embrace  this  h;:ppy  ground, 
Like  brafen  bulwarks  built  around. 

$   God  is  our  fhield,  and  Cod  our  fun  ; 
Swift,  as  the  -fleet:n.g  moments  run, 
On  us  he  lheds  new  beams  of  gr-^ce, 
And  we  reflect  his  brighceit  praife. 

LX-V.   The  hepjs  cf  heaven   our  ftipp. 
trials  on  earth . 

WHEN  I  can  read  my  till:  clear 
To  manfions  in  the  ikies, 
I  bid  farewell  to  ev'ry  fear, 
And  wipe  my  weeping  eyes.  . 

2   Should  earth  againft  my 

Ana  heliiih  darts  be  huri'd, 

Then  I  can  fmile  at  fa  tan's  rage, 

And  face  a  frowning  world. 

a   Let  car:s  like  a  wild  deluge  come, 
And  norms  of  i'orrow  fill; 
Hay  I  but  fafely  reach  my  hc:r  :, 
My  God,  my  heav'n,  my  all. 

A  There  ihall  I  bathe  rrly  weary  foul 
In  feas  cf  heav'nly  reft, 
And  not  a  wave  of  trouble  roil* 
Avcf^  my  peaceful  br?aft. 

3  *  LXVI 


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LXVI.   A  profpett  of  heaven  makes  death  eafy\ 
i   r  u  ^Here  is  a  land  of  pure  delight 
_|_        Where  faints  immortal  reign; 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night, 
And  pleasures  banifh  pain. 

2  There  everlafting  fprings  abides, 
And  never-with'ring  flow'rs : 
Death,  like  a  narrow  lea,  divides 
This  heav'nly  land  from  ours. 

[3  Sweet  fields  beyond  the  fwelling  flood! 
Stand  dreft  in  living  green: 
So  to  the  Jews  old  Canaan  ftood, 
While  Jordan  roil'd  between. 

4  But  tim'rous  mortals  ftart  and  fhrink, 

To  crofs  this  narrow  fea, 
And  linger,  fhiv'ring  on  the  brink, 
And  fear  to  launch  away. 3 

5  Oh  !  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove9 

Thofe  gloomy  doubts  that  rife, 
And  fee  the  Canaan  that  we  love, 
With  unbecloudsd  eye4. 

6  Could  we  but  climb  where  Mcfes  flood, 

And  view  the  Jandfkip  o'er, 
Not  Jordan 's  ftream,  nor  death's  cold  flood, 
Should  fright  us  from  the  fhcre. 

LXVII.     God'/  eternal  dominion. 
z    ZT^  Reat  God!  how  infinite  art  thou  I 
yj     What  worthlefs  worms  are  we  J 
Let  the  Whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praife  to  thee, 

2   Thy  throne  eternal  ages  flood, 
Ere  feas  or  ftars  were  made; 
Thou  art  the  ever-living  God, 
Were  all  the  nations  dead, 

3  Nature 


vjtfT'A  Hymns    and-  Book  IF. 

3=  Natnre  and  *ime  quite  naked  lie 
To  thine  iinmenfe  furvey. 
From  the  formation  of  the  iky, 
To' the  great  burning-day. 

4  Eternity,  with  all  its  years, 

Stands  prefent  in  thy  view; 
To  thee  there's  nothing  old  appears  * 
Great  God  !  there's  nothing  new. 

5  Our  lives  thro'  various  fcenes  are  drawn. 

And  rex'd  with  trifling  cares, 
While  thine  eternal  thought  moves  on 
Thine  undifturb'd  affairs. 

6  Great  God  !  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 

What  worthlefs  worms  are  we  ! 
Let  the  whole  race  of  creatures  bow, 
And  pay  their  praife  to  thee. 

LXVIII.  The  humble  ivorjhip  of  heaven, 

i   TT'Ather,  I  long,  I  faint  to  fee 
\j      Tha  place  of  thine  abode; 
I'd  leave  thy  earthly  courts,  and  flee 
Up  to  thy  feat,  my  God  ! 

2  Here  I  behold  thy  diitant  face, 
And  'tis  a  plesfing  fight ; 
But  to  abide  in  thine  embrace, 
Is  infinite  delight. 

g  I'd  part  with  all  the  joys  of  fenfc, 
To  gaze  upon  thy  throne ; 
Pleafure  fprings  frefh  for  ever  thence, 
Unfpeakable,  unknown. 

[4  There  all  the  heav'nly  hofts  are  feen, 
In  fliining  ranks  they  move, 
And  drink  immortal  vigour  in 
With  wonder,  and  with  love, 

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5  Then  at  thy  feet  with  awful  fear 

Th'  adoring  armies  fall ; 
With  joy  they  fhrink  to  nothing  there, 
Eefore  th'  eternal  All. 

6  There  I  would  vie  with  all  the  hoii 

In  duty  and  in  blifs; 
While  Less  than  Nothing  I  could  froalt, 
*  And  Vanity  confefs.]         *Ifa.xl.  17. 

7  The  mere  thy  glories  flrike  mine  eyer, 

The  humbler  I  ihall  lie; 
Thus  while  I  link,  my  joys  lhall  rife 
Unmeafurably  high. 

LXIX.    The  faithfulnefs  of  God  in  the  pro- 
■    mifes. 

1 1  Y3  Egia,  mY  tongue,  Tome  heavenly  theme^ 
_§3     And  fpeak  feme  boundlefs  thing, 
The  aoighty  works,  or  mightier  name, 
Of  our  eternal  King. 

2  Tell  of  his  wondrous  faithfulnefs, 

And  found  his  powY  abroad, 
Sing  the  fweet  promife  of  his  grace, 
And  the  performing  God. 

3  Proclaim  Salvation  from  the  Lord 

For  wretched  dying  men  ; 
His  hand  has  writ  the  facred  word 
With  an  immortal  pen. 

4  Engrav'd  as  in  eternal  brafs 

The  mighty  promife  mines ; 
Nor  (jan  the  pow'rs  of  darknefs  rafe 
Thofe  everlafling  lines.]] 

[$  He  that  -can-dam-  whole  worlds  to  death/ 
And  make  them  when  he  pleafe, 
He  fpeaks,  and  that  almighty  breath 
Fulfils  his  great  decrees. 

6  His 


r$4  H"y  m  n  s-  and-  Book  IL 

6  His  very  word  of  grace  is  ftrong, 

As  that  which  built  the  flues; 
The  voice  that  rolls  the  ftars  along 
Speaks  all  the  promifes. 

7  He  faid,  Let  the  wide  heav'n  be  fpread>~ 

And  heav'n  was  ftretch'd  abroad : 
AbrcCm  Pli  be  thy  God,  he  faid, 
And  he  was  Abra'm's  God. 

8  Oh,  might  I  hear  thy  heav'nly  tongue 

But  whifper,  Thou  art  mine! 
Thofe  gentle  words  fhould  raiie  my  fong 
To  notes  almofl  divine. 

9  How  would  my  leaping  heart  rejoice, 

And  think  my  heav'n  fecurc  ! 
I  truft  the  all-creating  voice, 
And  faith  defires  no  more.] 

LXX.     God';  dominion  over  the  fea.   Plain: 
cvii.   23,  <bc- 

2   y^>  OD  of  the  feas,   thy  thund'ring  voice 
Vj[  Makes  all  the  roaring  waves  rejoice  ! 
And  one  foft  word  of  thy  command 
Can  fink  them  fllent  in  the  fand. 

2  If  but  a  Mofes  wave  thy  rod, 

The  fea  divides,  and  owns  its  God  ; 
The  ftormy  flood  their  Maker  knew,    ■ 
And  led  his  chofen  armies  thro'. 

3  TJie  fcaly  flocks  amid  ft  the  fea 

To  thee,  their  Lord,  a  tribute  pay  ; 
The  meaneft  fifh  that  fwims  the  flood 
Leaps  up,  and  means  a  praife  to  God. 

[4  The  larger  monfters  cf  the  deep 
On  thy  commands  attendance  keep  ; 
By  thy  permiflion,  fport  and  play, 
And  cleave  along  their  foaming  way. 


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God  his  voice  of  tempeft  rears, 
Leviatfcain  lies  ftiil,  and  fears; 
Ano    he  lifts  his  noftrils  high, 
And  fpouts  the  ocean  to  the  iky.] 

6  How  is  thy  glorious  pow'r  ador'd 
Amidft  thefe  watry  nations,  Lord  ! 
,Yet  the  bold  men  that  trace  thefeas, 
Bold  men  refufe  their  Maker's  praife. 

[7  What  fcenes  of  miracles  they  fee, 
And  never  tune  a  fong  to  thee ! 
While  on  the  flood  they  fafely  ride, 
They  curfe  the  hand  that  fmooths  the  tide* 

$  Anon  they  plunge  in  watry  graves, 
And  fome  drink  death  among  the  waves : 
Yet  the  furviving  crew  blafpheme, 
Nor  own  the  God  that  refcu'd  them. 3 

$  Oh,  for  fome  fignal  of  thine  hand ! 

Shake  all  the  feas,  Lord,  make  the  land 5 
Great  Judge,  defcend,  left  men  deny 
That  there's  a  God  that  rules  the  ffep. 

LXXI.    Praife  to  God  from  all  creatures , 

2  >  1  ^HE  glories  of  my  Maker,  God, 
\_       My  joyful  voice  fhall  fmg, 
And  call  the  nations  to  adore 
Their  Former  and  their  King. 

2   ;T was  his  right-hand  that  fhap'd  our  clay. 
And  wrought  this  human  frame  ; 
But  from  his  own  immediate  breath 
Our  nobler  fpirits  came. 

2  We 


From  the  70//;  to  the  loSth  Hymn,  I  hope  the 
reader  will  forgive  the  neglett  of  rhyme  in  the 
firfl  and  third  litits  of  the  fanza. 


156  Hymns    and  Book  II. 

3  We  bring  our  mortal  pow'rs  to  God, 

And  worfhip  with  our  tongues  ; 
We  claim  fome  kindred  with  the  ikies, 
And  join,  th'angeiic  fongs. 

4  Let  grov'ling  beafts  of  ev'ry  fhape, 

And  fowls  of  ev'ry  wing, 
And  rocks,  and  trees,  and  fires,  and  feas, 
Their  various  tribute  being. 

5  Ye  planets,  to  his  honour  ihine, 

And  wheels  of  nature  roll ; 
Praife  him  in  your  unweary'd  courfe 
Around  the  fteady  pole. 

6  The  brightnefs  of  our  Maker's  name 

The  wide  creation  fills, 
And  his  unbounded  grandeur  flies 
Beyond  the  heav'nly  hills. 

LXXII.  T/jcLokd's  day  ;  or,  the  rsfurrettion 
of  Christ. 

Left  morning,  whofe  young  dawning  rayr 
Beheld  our  rifing  God; 
That  faw  him  triumph  o'er  the  daft, 
And  leave  his  laft  abode. 

2  In  the  cold  prifon  of  a  tomb 

The  dead  Redeemer  lay, 
'Till  the  revolving  fines  had  brought 
The  third,  th'  appointed  day. 

3  Hell  and  the  grave  unite  their  force 

To  hold  our  God  in  vain, ' 
The  fleeping  Conqueror  arofe, 
And  burft  their  feeble  chain. 

4  To  thy  great  Name,  almighty  Lord, 

Thefe  facred  hours  we  pay, 
And  loud  hofannas  {hall  proclaim 
The  triumph  of  the  dav. 

[5  Sal- 


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[5   Saltation  and  immortal  praife 
To  our  victorious  King  ; 
Let  heav'n,  and  earth,  and  recks,  afcd  fe&S, 
With  glad  hofannas  ring.] 

LXXIII.    'Doubts fcatiersd ;  or,  fpiritual joy 
reflored. 

1  X  T  Ence  from  my  foul,  fad  'thoughts,  begone, 
X~X    And  leave  me  to  my  joys ; 

My  tongue  mail  triumph  in  my  God, 
And  make  a  joyful  noife. 

2  Darknefs  and  doubts  had  veil'd  my  mind, 

And  drown 'd  my  head  in  tears, 
'Till  fov'reign  grace,  with  mining  rays, 
Difpcll'd  my  gloomy  fears. 

3  Ohj  what  immortal  joys  I  felt, 

And  raptures  all  divine, 
When  Jesus  told  me,  I  was  his, 
And  my  Beloved  mine  ! 

4  In  vain  the  tempter  frights  my  feu!, 

And  breaks  my  peace  in  vain  ; 
One  glimpfe,  dear  Saviour,  of  thy  face 
Revives  my  joys  again. 

LXXIV.    Repentance  from  a  finfe  of  tffvtns 
goodnefe ;   or,  a  complaint  of  ingratitude. 

1  ITS  this  the  kind  return, 

JL    And  thefe  the  thanks  we  owe, 
Thus  to  abufe  eternal  love, 

Whence  ail  our  bleffings  flow  ! 

2  To  what  a  fhibborfi  frame 
Has  fm  redue'd  our  mind! 

What  flrange  rebellious  wretches  we, 
And  God  as  ftrangely  kind ! 

[3  On  us  he  bids  the  fun 
Shed  his  inviting  rays; 

0^  For 


JJS  Hvmh    and  'Book -II. 

For  us  the  {^los  their  circles  ran, 
To  lengthen  out  our  days, 

4  Tie  brutes  obey  their  Cod, 
Atf  bcw  their  necks  to  men  • 

But  v/e  more  bafe,  more  brutifh  things, 
Reject  his  eafy  reign.] 

5  Turn,  turn  us,  mighty  God, 
And  mould  our  fouls  airem ; 

Break,  fov'reign  grace,  theie  hearts  of  Hone, 
And  give  us  hearts  of  fleih. 

6  Let  old  ingratitude 
Provoke  our  weeping  eyes, 

And  hourly,  as  new  mercies  fall, 
Let  hourly  thanks  arife. 

LXXV.     Spiritual  and  eternal  joy  j    or,    the 
beatific  Jight  of  Christ. 

j.  T^ROMthee,  myGon,  my  joys  mall  rife, 
_§_        And  run  eternal  rounds, 
Beyond  the  limits  of  the  ikies, 
And  all  created  bounds. 

2  The  holy  triumphs  of  my  foul 

Shall  death  itfelf  out-brave, 
Leave  dull  mortality  behind, 
And  fly  beyond  the  grave. 

3  There  where  my  blefTed  Jfsus  reigns. 

In  heav'n's  un.neafur'd  fpace, 
I'll  fpend  a  long  eternity, 
In  pleaiure  and  in  praife. 

4  Millions  of  years  my  wondi  ing  eyes 

Shall  o'er  thy  beauties  rove, 
And  endlefs  ages  I'll  adore 
The  glories  of  thy  love. 

[5  Sweet  Jesus,  ev'ry  fmile  of  thina 
Shall  frefli  endearments  bring, 

And 


Book  II.       Spiritual   Sohgs.         159 

And  thoufand  taftes  of  new  delight 
From  all  thy  graces  fpring, 

6  Hafte,  my  Beloved,  fetch  my  foul 
Up  to  thy  bltQ.  abode ; 
Fly,  for  my  fpirit  longs  to  fee 
My  Saviour  and  my  God,] 

LXXVI.     The  refurreaion  and  afcenjlon  of 
Christ. 

1  T  TOfanna  to  the  Prince  of  Light, 
X  J.     That  cloath'd  himfelf  in  clay ; 
Enter'd  the  iron  gates  of  death, 

And  tore  the  bars  away. 

2  Death  is  no  more  the  king  of  dread, 

Siace  Our  Emanuel  rofe; 
He  took  the  tyrant's  fting  away, 
And  fpoil'd  our  helliih  foes. 

3  See  how  the  Conqu'f  or  mounts  aloft3 

And  to  his  Father  flies, 
With  fears  of  honour  in  his  flefh, 
And  triumph  in  his  eyes. 

4  There  our  exalted  Saviour  reigns, 

And  fcatters  bleflings  down ; 
Our  Jesus  fills  the  middle  feat 
Of  the  celeftial  throne. 

[5  Raife  your  devotion,  mortal  tongues, 
To  reach  his  bleiVd  abode, 
Sweet  be  the  accents  of  your  fongs 
To  our  incarnate  God. 

6  Bright  angels,  ftrike  your  loudeft  firings, 
Your  fweeteft  voices  raife ; 
Let  heav'n,  and  all  created  things, 
Sound  our  Emanuel's  praife.] 

LXXVII. 


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LXXVII.   The  CknjVatt  warfare. 

[i    QTand  up,  my  foul,  make  off  thy  fears: 

>3     And  gird  the  gofpel-armour  on; 

March  to  the  gates  of  endlefs  joy, 

Where  thy  great  Captain-Saviour's  gone, 

2  Hfll  and  thy  fins  refift  thy  courfe, 
But  hell  and  fin  are  vanquiih'd  foes ; 
Thy  Jesus  nail'd  'em  to  the  crofs, 
And  fang  the  triumph  when  he  rofe.l 

("3  What  tho'  the  prince  of  darknefs  rage,  . 
And  wade  the  fury  of  his  fpite  ? 
Eternal  chains  confine  him  down 
To  fiery  deeps  and  endlefs  night. 

4  What  tho'  thine  inward  lufts  rebel  ? 
'Tis  but  a  ftruggling  gafp  for  life; 
The  weapons  of  victorious  grace 
Shall  flay  thy  fins  and  end  the  ftrife.] 

5  Then  let  my  foul  march  boldly  on, 
Prefs  forward  to  the  heav'nly  gate ; 
There  peace  and  joy  eternal  reign, 

And  glitt'ring  robes  for  conqu'rors  wait.    . 

6  There  fhall  I  wear  a  ftarry  crown, 
And  triumph  in  almighty  grace ; 
While  all  the  armies  of  the  fkies 
Join  in  my  glorious  Leader's  praife. 

LXXVIII.     Redemption  by  Christ. 

1   TT  7HEN  the  firft.  parents  of  our  racs 
VV       Rebell'd,  and  loft  their  God, 
And  the  infection  of  their  fin 
Had  tainted  all  our  blood; 

a  Infinite  pity  touch'd  the  heart 
Of  the  eternal  Son ; 
Defcending  from  the  heav'nly  court, 
He  left  his  Father's  throne. 

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3  Afide  the  Prince  of  Glory  threw 

His  moil  divine  array, 
And  wrapp'd  his  Godhead  in  a  veil 
Of  our  inferior  clay. 

4  His  living  pow'r,  and  dying  love, 

Redeem'd  unhappy  men; 
And  rais'd  the  ruins  of  our  race 
To  life  and  God  again, 

5  To  thee,  dear  Lord,  our  ileih  and  foul 

We  joyfully  refign; 
Bleft  Jesus,  take  us  for  thy  own3 
For  we  are  doubly  thine. 

6  Thine  honour  (hall  for  ever  be 

The  bus'nefs  of  our  days  ; 
For  ever  {hall  our  thankful  tongues 
Speak  thy  defer ved  praife. 

LXXIX.     Praife  to  the  Redeemer. 

i  T~jLung'd  in  a  gulph  of  dark  defpair 
X        We  wretched  fmners  lay, 
Without  one  ehearful  beam  of  hope, 
Or  fpark  of  glimm'ring  day. 

2  With  pitying  eyes  the  Prince  of  Grace 

Beheld  our  heiplefs  grief; 
He  faw,  and  (O  amazing  love  ! ) 
He  ran  to  our  relief. 

3  Down  from  the  fnining  feats  above 

With  joyful  hafte  he  fled, 
Enter'd  the  grave  in  mortal  flefh, 
And  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

4  He  fpoil'd  the  pow'rs  of  darknefs  thus* 

And  brake  our  iron  chains  ; 
Jesus  has  freed  our  captive  fouls 
From  eierlafting  pains. 

CL3  [5  In 


162  Hymns    and  Book  II, 

[5  In  vain  the  baffled  prince  of  hell 
His  curfed  projects  tries ; 
We  that  were  doom'd  his  endlefs  flaves, 
Are  rais'd  above  the  ikies.] 

6  Oh  !  for  this  love,  let  rocks  and  hills 
Their  lading  filence  break, 
And  all  harmonious  human  tongues 
The  Saviour's  praifes  fpeak  ! 

[7  Yes,  we  will  praife  thee,  deareft  Lord, 
Our  fouls  are  all  on  flame ; 
Hofanna  round  the  fpacious  earth 
To  thine  adored  name. 

S  Angels,  affifl  our  mighty  joys, 
Strike  all  your  harps  of  gold  ; 
But  when  you  raife  your  higheft  notes 
His  love  can  ne'er  be  told.] 

LXXX.  God'/  awful poiver  and goodnefs, 

1  /^\H  !  the  almighty  Lord  ! 
V_>/  Hew  matchlefs  is  his  pow'r  ! 

Tremble,  O  earth,  beneath  his  word, 
While  all  the  heav'ns  adore. 

2  Let  proud  imperious  kings 
Bow  low  before  his  throne  ! 

Crouch  to  his  feet,  ye  haughty  things, 
Or  he  lhali  tread  ye  down. 

3  Above  the  fkies  he  reigns, 
And  with  amazing  blows 

He  deals  infufFerable  pains 
On  his  rebellious  foes. 

4  Yet,  everlafting  God, 

We  love  to  fpeak  thy  praife ; 
Thy  fceptre's  equal  to  thy  rod, 
,    The  fceptre  cf  thy  grace. 

5  The 


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5  The  arms  c{  mighty  love 
Defend  our  Zion  well, 

And  heav'nly  mercy  walls  us  round 
From  Babylon  and  hell, 

6  Salvation  to  the  King 
That  fits  enthroned  above: 

Thus  we  adore  the  God  of  Might, 
And  blefs  the  God  of  Love, 

LXXXI.  Our  fin  the  caufe  <?/ Christ'/  death, 

1  AND  now  the  fcales  have  left  mine  ey es< 
j^"X     Now  I  begin  to  fee : 

Oh,  the  curs'd  deeds  my  fins  have  done  ! 
What  murd'rous  things  they  be  ? 

2  Were  thefe  the  traitors,  deareft  Lord, 

That  thy  fair  body  tore  ? 
Monfters,  that  ftain'd  thofe  heav'nly  limbs 

With  floods  of  purple  gore  ? 

3  Was  it  for  crimes  that  I  had  done., 

My  deareft  Lord  was  flain, 
When  juftke  feiz'd  God's  only  Soa^ 
And  put  his  foul  to  pain? 

4  Forgive  my  guilt,  O  Prince  of  Peace3 

I'll  wound  my  God  no  more: 
Hence  from  my  heart,  ye  fins,  be  gone-, 
For  Jesus  I  adore. 

5  Furnifh  me-,  Lord,  with  heav'nly  arms 

From  grace's- magazine, 
And  I'll  proclaim  eternal  war 
With  ev'ry, darling  fin. 

LXXXII.      Redemption-  and  proteftien  from 

fpiritual  enemies. 
3      A   Rife,  my  foul,  my  joyful  pow'rs, 
j£\.     And  triumph  in  my  God; 
Awake,  my  voice,  and  loud  proclaiaa 
His  glorious  grace  abroad. 

2  He 


364  Hymns   and  Book  II. 

2  He  rais'd  me  from  the  deeps  of  fin, 

The  gates  of  gaping  hell, 
And  fix'd  my  (landing  more  fecure 
Than  'twas  before  I  fell. 

3  The  arms  of  everlafting  love 

Beneath  my  foul  he  plac'd, 
And  on  the  rock  of  ages  fet 
My  Hipp 'ry  footfteps  faft. 

4  The  city  of  my  bleft  abode 

Is  wall'd  around  with  grace; 
Salvation  for  a  bulwark  (lands 
To  ihield  the  facred  place. 

5  Satan  may  vent  his  fharpeft  fpite, 

And  all  his  legions  roar  ; 
Almighty  mercy  guards  my  life, 
And  bounds  his  raging  pow'r. 

6  Arife,  my  .foul,  awake  my  voice, 

And  tunes  of  pleafure  fmg  ; 
Loud  hallelujahs  (hall  addrefs 
My  Saviour  and  my  King, 

L  X  X  X 1 1 1 . '     The  pafjion  and  exaltation  rf 

Christ. 

3   r-i-^HUS  faith  the  Ruler  of  the  fkies, 
I         Awake,  my  dreadful  pword  ; 
Awake  my  wrath,  and  fmite  the  Man3 
My  Fellow,  faith  the  Lord. 

2  Vengeance  receiv'd  the  dread  command., 
And,  armed,  down  fhe  flies; 
Jesus  fubmits  t' his  Father's  hand, 
And  bows  his  head,  and  dies. 

5  But,  oh  !  the  wifdom  and  the  grace 
That  join  with  vengeance  now ! 
He  dies,  to  fave  our  guilty  race, 
And  yet  he  rifes  too. 

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4  A  perfon  fo  divine  was  he 

Who  yielded  to  be  (lain, 
That  he  could  give  his  foul  away, 
And  take  his  life  again. 

5  Live,  glorious  Lord,  and  reign  on  high. 

Let  ev'ry  nation  fmg, 
And  -angel's  found,  with  endlefs  joy, 
The  Saviour  and  the  King. 

LXXXIV.     The  fame. 

1  /°(OME,  all  harmonious  tongues,,  S 
\^j     Your  nobleft  mufic  bring  ; 

'TIs  Christ  the  everlafting  God, 
And  Christ  the  Man,  we  fmg. 

2  Tell  how  he  took  our  flefh, 
To  take  away  our  guilt  • 

Sing  the  dear  drops  of  facred  blood 
That  hellim  monfters  fpilt. 

£3  Alas!  the  cruel  fpear 
Went  deep  into  hi6  fide, 
And  the  rich  flood  of  purple  gore 
Their  murd'rous  weapons  dy'd.] 

[4  The  waves  of  fwelling  grief 
Did  o'er  his  bofom  roll, 
And  mountains  of  almighty  wrath 
Lay  heavy  on  his  foul. 3 

5  Down  to  the  mades  of  death 
He  bow'd  his  awful  head  ; 
Yet  he  arofe  to  live  and  reign 
When  death  itfelf  is  dead. 


6  No  mere  the  bloody  fpear, 
The  crofs  and  nails  no  mere 
For  hell  itfelf  ihakes  at  his  name, 
And  all  the  heav'ns  adore. 


7  Then 


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7  There  the  Redeemer  fits 
High  on  the  Father's  throne: 

The  Father  lays  his  vengeance  by 
And  fmiles  upon  his  Son. 

8  There  his  full  glories  fhine 
With  uncreated  rays, 

And  blefs  his  faints  and  angels  eyes 
To  everlafting  days. 

LXXXV.     Sufficiency  of  pardon. 

i  T  T  7HY  does  your  face,  ye  humble  fouls, 
VV      Thofe  mournful  colours  wear  ? 
What  doubts  are  thefe  that  waftc  your  faith 
And  nourifh  your  defpair  ? 

2  What  tho'  your  numerous  fins  exceed 

The  ftars  that  fill  the  flde's, 
And,  aiming  at  th'  eternal  throne, 
Like  pointed  mountains  rife. 

3  What  tho'  your  mighty  guilt  beyond 

The  wide  creation  fwell, 
And  has  its  curs'd  foundations  laid 
Low  as  the  deeps  of  hell. 

4  See  here  an  endlcfs  ocean  flows 

Of  never-failing  grace ; 
Behdd  a  dying  Saviour's  veins 
The  facred  flood  increafe : 

5  It  rifes  high,  and  drowns  the  hills, 

'T  has  neither  fhore  nor  bound  : 
Now,  if  we  fearch  to  find  our  fins, 
Our  fins  can  ne'er  be  found. 

6  Awake,  our  hearts,  adore  the  grace 

That  buries  all  out  faults, 
And  pard'ning  blood,  that  fwells  above 
Our  follies,  and  our  thoughts. 

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.XXXVI.    freedom  from  fin  and  mifery  in 
heaven. 

OUR  fins,  alas !  how  ftrong  they  be  > 
And,  like  a  violent  fea, 
They  break  our  duty,  Lord,  to  thee, 
And  hurry  us  away. 
2  The  waves  of  trouble,  how  they  rife  1 
How  loud  the  tempefts  roar  ! 
But  death  (hall  land  our  weary  fouls 
Safe  on  the  heav'nly  fhore. 
2  There,  to  fulfil  his  fweet  commands, 
Our  ipeedy  feet  (hall  move ; 
No  fin  ihall  clog  our  winged  zeal, 
Or  cool  our  burning  love. 

4  There  mail  we  fit  and  fing,  and  tell 
The  wonders  of  his  grace, 
'Till  heav'nly  raptures  fire  our  hearts. 
And  fmile  in  ev'ry  face. 

5  For  ever  his  dear  facred  name 
Shall  dwell  upon  our  tongue. 
And  Jesus  and  falvation  be 
The  clofe  of  ev'ry  fong. 
LXXXVII.  The  divine  glories  ahove  our  reafott* 
!  TJ0W  wond'rous  great,    how  glorious 
X"t     Muft  our  Creator  be,  (bright, 

Who  dwells  amidft  the  dazzling  light 
Of  vaft  infinity ! 

2  Our  foaring  fpirits  upwards  rife 

Tow'rd  the  celeftial  throne : 
Fain  would  we  fee  the  blefled  Three, 
And  the  almighty  One. 

3  Our  reafon  (ketches  all  its  wings, 

And  climbs  above  the  pries ; 

But  Mill  how  far  beneath  thy  feet 

Our  groY'Uing  reafon  Vies) 

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s68  Hymns    and  Bock  I. 


[4  Lord,  here  we  bend  our  humble  fouls, 
And  awfully  adore ; 
For  the  weak  pinions  of  our  mind 
Can  ftretch  a  thought  no  more.] 

j   Thy  glories  infinitely  rife 

Above  our  lib 'ring  tongue  ; 
In  vain  the  highetl  feraph  tries 
To  form  an  equal  fong. 

[6  In  humble  notes  our  faith  adores 
The  great  myfterious  King, 
While  angels  ftrain  their  nobler  pow'rs. 
And  fweep  th*  immortal  firing.} 

LXXXVIII.     Salvation. 

1  CjAIvatlonl  Oh,  the  joyful  found ; 
^     'Tis  pleafure  to  our  ears  ; 

A  fovVeign  balm  for  ev'ry  wound, 
A  cordial  for  oux  fears. 

2  Bury'd  in  forrow  and  in  -fin, 

At  hell's  dark  door  we  lay  ; 
But  we  arifc,  by  grace  divine, 
To  fee  a  heav'aly  day. 

3  Salvation  !  Let  the  echo  fly 

The  fpacious  earth  around, 

While  ali  the  armies  of  the  (kj 

Confpire  to  raife  the  found. 

LXXXIX.     Christ'/  viftory  over  fat  an. 

1  T  TOfanna  to  cur  conqu'ring  King  ! 
JtA     The  prince  of  darkneis  flies, 
His  troops  rufh  headlong  down  to  hell, 

Like  lightening  from  the  fkies. 

2  There,  bound  in  chains,  the  lions  roar. 

And  fright  the  refeu'd  fheep  ; 
Bu:  heavy  bars  confine  their  pow'r 
And  malice  to  the  deep. 

3  Ho 


Book  If.       Spiritual    Songs.  169 

3  Hofanna  to  our  conqu'ring  King, 
All  haiil,  incarnate  Love! 
Ten  thoufand  fongs  and  glories  wait 
To  crown  thy  head  abojsrey 

ThyvicVries  and  thy  deathlefs  fame 
Thro'  the  wide  world  ihall  run, 

And  everlafung  ages  fmg 

The  triumphs  ?hou  hail  won. 

XC.  Faith  in  Christ,  for  pardon  and  fatic7>~ 
fi cation. 

i   TTOW  fad  our  (late  by  nature  is  i 
JtjL     Our  *m>  now  deep  ^  ftains  ! 
And  fa  tan  binds  our  captive  minds 
Fail  in  his  flavifli  chains. 

2  But  there's  a  v\r>e  of  fcv'reign  grace 

Sounds  from  the  i acred  word; 
Ho!  ye  dzfp&iring  jinncrs,  come, 
Jlnd  truji  upon  the  Lord. 

3  My  foul  obeys  th'  almighty  call, 

And  runs  to  this  relief; 
I  would  believe  thy  promiie,  Lord; 
Oil  !   help  my  unbelief. 

£4  To  the  dear  fountain  of  thy  blood. 
Incarnate  God,  lily; 
Here  let  me  -walk  my  fpotted  foul 
From  crimes  of  deeped  dye. 

5  Stretch  out  thine  arm,  victorious  King, 

My  reigning  nas  fubdue  ; 
Drive  the  old  dragon  from  his  feat, 
With  all  his  heiiilh  crew.] 

6  A  guilt/,  weak,  and  helplefs  worm 

On  thy  kind  arms  I  fall : 
Be  thou  my  ftrength  and  rightecufnefs, 
-  Jes-u-s,  and  ray  all. 

R  XCI. 


lyo  Hymns    and  Book  II 

XCI .      The  glory  of  Curist  :n  heaven. 

;H  !   the  delights,  the  hcav'rJy  joys, 
The  glories  of  the  place 
Where  Jesus  fheds  the  brighteft  beams 
Of  his  overflowing  grace  ! 

2  Sweet  majefty  and  awful  love 
Sit  frnilmg  on  his  brow, 
And  ail  the  glorious  ranks  above 
At  humble  diftance  bow. 

[3  Frinces  to  his  imperial  name 

Bend  their  bright  fceptres  down  ; 
Dominions,  thrones,  and  pow'rs  rejoice 
To  fee  him  wear  the  crown. 

4  Archangels  found  his  lofty  praife 

Thro'  ev'ry  heav'nly  ftreet, 
And  lay  their  higheft  honours  down 
Submiffive  at  his  feet. 

5  Thofe  feft,  thofe  bleffed  feet  of  his, 

That  once  rude  iron  tore, 
High  on  a  throne  of  light  they  ftand. 
And  all  the  faints  adore. 

6  His  head,  the  dear  majeftic  head, 

That  cruel  thorns  did  wound, 
See  what  immortal  glories  (hinc, 
And  circle  it  around.] 

7  This  is  the  Man,  the  exalted  Man, 

Whom  we,  unfeen,  adore  ; 
,    But  when  our  eyes  behold  his  face, 
Our  hearts  mall  love  him  more. 

[8  Lord,  how  our  fouls  are  ail  on  fire 
To  fee  thy  bleft  abode ; 
Our  tongues  rejoice  in  tunes  of  praife 
To  our  incarnate  Gcd  ! 

o  And 


Book  II.       Spiritual    Songs. 

o  And  while  our  faith  enjoys  this  fight, 
We  long  to  leave  our  clay; 
And  wift  thy  fiery  chariots    Lord, 
To  fetch  our  fouls  away.  J 
XCII.  The  Church  faved,  and  her  enemies  dif- 
appoinfed. 
Compofeli  the  ah  of  November,   1694* 
,    riHouttotheLoRD,  and  let  our  joys 
S     T^ro'  the  whole  nation  run: 
ji  Britijh  ikies,  refound  the  noiie 
Beyond  the  rifing  fun. 
2   Thee,  mighty  God,  our ;  foflls  admire, 
Thee  our  glad  voices  fing,    : 
And  join  with  the  celeitial  choir, 
To  praife  th'  eternal  king. 
9  Thy  now'r  the  whole  creation  rules, 
°       And  on  the  ftarry  fkies 

Sits  fmiiing  at  the  weak  defigns. 
Thine  envious  foes  deviie. 
4  Thy  fcern  derides  their  feeble  rage, 
And,  with  an  awful  frown, 
Flings  vaft  confufion  on  their  plots, 
And  ihakes  their  Babel  down. 
[5  Their  fecret  fires  in  caverns  lay, 
And  we  the  facrifice  : 
But  gloomy  caverns  ftrove  m  vam 
To  'fcape  ail-fearching  eyes. 

6  Their  dark  defigns  were  all  reveal'd, 

Their  treafons  all  betray'd  :--         , 
Praife  to  the  Lord,   that  broke  the  fnarc 
Their  curfed  hands  had  ftud/J 

7  In  vain  the  bufy  fons  of  hell 

Still  new  rebellions  try ; 
Their  fouls  lhall  pine  with  envious  rage, 
And  vex  away  and  die. 

R  2  ©  A1" 


"7~  Hymns    and  Book  Ii 

3  Almighty  grace  defends  our  land 
From  their  malicious  pow*r: 
Let  Britain  with  united  fongs 
Almighty  grace  adore. 

XCIII.   God  all,  and  in  all,    PfaK  Ixxiii.  25.  J 

1   "\/f^  ^0D'  mY  **&»  ™7  ice, 
IVJt     To  thee,  to  thee  I  call ; 
i  cannot  live,  it  thou  remove, 
'For  thou  art  all  in  all. 

L*^p:7  Alining  grace  can  chear 
.    Tni s  dungeon  where  I  dwell : 
'Tis  paradife  when  thou  art  here ; 
If  thou  depart,   'tis  hell.] 

[3  The  failings  of  thy  face, 
How  amiable  they  are ! 
.  I  :s  heav'n  to  reft  in  thine  embrace. 
And  no- where  elfe  but  there.] 

[4  To  thee,  and  thee  alone, 
' .  _      The  angels  owe  their  blifs ; 
They  fit  around  thy  gracious  throne*  m 
And  dwell  where  Jesus  is.] 

[5  Net  all  the  harps  above 
Can  make  a  heav'nly  place, 
If  God  his  reiidenec  remove, 
Or  but  conceal  his  face.] 

6  Nor  earth,  nor  all  the  Iky, 
Can  one  delight  afford  ; 

No,  not  a  drop  of  real  joy, 

Without  thy  prefer*  ce,   Lord, 

7  Thou  art  the  fea  of  love, 
Where  all  my  pleafures  roll; 

The  circle  where  my  patlions  move 
And  centre  of  my  lcul. 

[3  To 


Bookll.       Spiritual    Songs.  173 

[3  To  thee  my  fpirits  fly 

With  infinite  defire; 
And  yet,  how  far  from  thee  I  lie ! 

Dear  Jesus,  raife  me  higher.] 

XCIV.  God  my  only  happinefs,  Pf.  Ixxiii.  2  j. 

1   "&   MY  God,  my  portion,  and  my  love, 
IVi     My  everlailing  All, 
I've  none  but  thee  in  heav'n  above, 
Or :on  this  earthly  ball, 

\_%  What  empty  things  are  all  the  Ikies,, 
And  this  inferior  clod  ? 
There's  nothing  here  deferves  my  jcys, 
There's  nothing  like  my  God.] 

[3  In  vain  the  bright,  the  burning  fun 

Scatters  his  feeble  light: 
'Tis  thy  tweet  beams  create  my  noon ; 

If  thou  withdraw,  'tis  night. 

4  And  whilft  upon  my  reftlefs  bed 

Amcngft  the  lhades  I  roll, 
If  my  Redeemer  (hews  his  head, 
'Tis  morning  with  my  foul.] 

5  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth  and  friends,, 

And  health  and  fafe  abode ; 
Thanks  to  thy  name  for  meaner  thinsrs, 

ft  -  '  -  r<  ■ 

i5nt  they  are  not  my  God. 

6  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  wealth, 

If  once  compar'd  to  thee  ? 
Or'  what's  my  fafety,  or  my  health/ 
Or  all  my  friends,  to  me  ? 

7  Were  I  porfeffor  of  the  earth. 

And  call'd  the  ftars  my  own, 
Without  thy  graces,  and  thy  felf, 
I  were  a  wretch  undone. 

R   3  8  Let 


174  Hymns    and  Book  II. 

8   Let  others  ftretcli  their  arms  like  fezs, 
And  grafp  in  all  the  fhore, 
Grant  me  the  vifits  cf  thy  face, 
And  I  defire  no  more. 

XCV.  Look  on  bimwhom  they  pierced \andmcur::  -. 

1  TNfinite  grief!   amazing  wee  ! 
X     Behold  my  bleeding  Lord  : 
}iell  and  the  Jews  confpire  his  death, 

And  ufe  the  Roman  fword. 

2  Oh,  the  fharp  pangs  of  fmarting  pain 

My  dear  Redeemer  bore, 
When  knotty  whips,   and  ragged  thcrnSj 
His  facred  body  tore  ! 

lit  knotty  whips,  and  ragged  thorns, 
In  vain  do  I  acedfe  ; 

In  vain  I  blame  the  Roman  bands, 
And  the  more  fpiteful  Jews. 

4  'Twere  you,  my  fms,  my  cruel  fins, 
His  chief  tormentors  were  ; 
Each  of  my  crimes  became  a  nail, 
And  unbelief,  the  fpear. 

;  '  Twere  you  that  pull'd  the  vengeance  down 
Upon  his  guiltiefs  head  : 
Break;  break,  my  heart,  oh,  burfbmine  eyes, 
And  let  my  farrows  bleed. 

>  Strike,  mighty  grace,  my  flinty  foul, 
'Till  melting  waters  flow, 
And  deep  repentance  drown  mine  eyes 
In  undiifemblcd  woe. 

XCVI.      Difilnguifhing  love ;    or,,    angels  pu- 

vijfced,  and  man  fa.vcd. 
I   'f\OWN  headlong  from  the  native  iUcs 
\_J     The  rebel  angels  fell, 
And  thunder-bolts  of  flaming  wrath 
Pyjrfti'd  them  deep  to  hell. 

2  D 


Book II.       Spiritual    Songs.         175 

2  Down  from  the  top  of  earthlyvblifs 

Rebellious  man  was  hurl'd  ; 
And  Jesus  fto'op'd  beneath  the  grave8 
To  reacii  a  linking  world. 

3  Oh.  love  of  infinite  degrees ! 

Unmeafurable  grace  ! 
Muft  heav'n's  eternal  Darling  die, 
To  fave  ~a  trait'rou-s  race  ? 

4  Muft  angels  fink  for  ever  down, 

And  burn  in  quenchlefs  fire, 
While  God  forfakes  his  ihining,thronc3 
To  raife  us  wretches  higher? 

5  Oh,  for  this  love,  let  earth  and  fkies 

With  hallelujahs  ring, 
And  the  full  choir  of  human  tongues     » 
All  hallelujahs  fmg. 

XCVII.      r he  fame. 

1  TT'ROjM  heav'n  the  finning  angels  fell, 

X   And  wrath  and  darknefs  chain'd'em  dowa3 
But  man,  vile  man,  forfook  his  blifs, 
And  mercy  lifts  him  to  a  crown. 

2  Amazing  work  of  fov'reign  grace, 
That  could  Gift5r_£uifh  rebels  fo  S 
Our  guilty  treafpns  cail'd  aloud 

For  everhfting  fecters  too. 

3  To  thee,  to  thee,  almighty  Love, 
Qur  fouls,  our  felves,  oar  all  we  pay: 
Millions  of  tongues  mail  found  thy  praife 
On  the  bright  hills  of  heav'nly  day. 

XCVIII.    Mardnefi  of  heart  eomplaitied  of 
3  "&  ,%Y  heart,  how  dreadful  hard  it  is  ! 
JLVX     How  heavy  here  it  lies  ; 
Heavy  and  cold  within  my  breaft, 
J  aft  like  a  rock -of  ice! 

2  Sin 


276  Hymns    and  Book  II 

2  Sin,  like  a  racing  tyrant,  fits 

Upon  this  flinty  throne, 
And  ev'ry  grace  lies  bury'd  deep 
Beneath  this  heart  of  ftone, 

3  How  feldom  do  I  rife  to  God, 

Or  tafte  the  joys  above  ? 
This  mountain pfeffes  down  my  faitfi, 
And  chills  my  flaming  love. 

4  When  fmiling  mercy  courrs  my  foul 

With  all  its  heav'niy  charms, 
This  ftubborn,  this  relentlefs  thing 
Would  thruft  it  from  my  arms. 

5  Again  ft  the  thunders  of  thy  word 

Rebellious  I  have  flood; 
My  heart,  it  (hakes  not  at  the  wrath 
And  terrors  of  a  God. 

6  Dear  Saviour,  fteep  this  rock  of  mine 

In  thine  own  crimfon  fea ! 
None  but  a  bath  of  blood  divine 
Can  melt  the  flint  away, 

XCIX.      the  hock  of  God'j-  decrees. 

ET  the  whole  race  of  creatures  lie 
Abas'd  before  their  God: 
Whate'er  his  fov'reign  voice  has  form'd', 
He  governs  with  a  nod. 

[2  Ten  thonfand  ages  ere  the  ikies 
Where  into  motion  brought ; 
All  the  long  years  and  worlds  to  come 
Stood  prefent  to  his  thought. 

3  There's  not  a  fparrow,  or  a  worm, 
But's  found  in  his  decrees ; 
He  raifes  monarchs  to  their  thrones, 
And  finks  them  as  he  pleafe.] 


If 


Book  II.       Spiritual   Songs.         177" 

4  If  light  attends  the  courfe  I  run, 

'Tis  he  provides  thofe  rays; 
And  'tis  his  hand  that  hides  my  .fun, 

If  darknefs  cloud  my  days. 
Yet  I  would  not  be  much  concern'd^ 

Nor  vainly  long  to  fee 
The  volumes  of  his  deep  decrees, 

What  months  are  writ  for  me. 

When  he  reveals  the  hook  of  life, 

Oh,  may  I  read  my  name 
Among!*  the  ehofen  of  his  love, 

The  foll'wers  of  the  Lamb  ! 

C  *     The  pre  fence  of 'Christ  is  the  life  cf  my 
foul. 

1  T  YQW  fuil  of  angu'ifll  *s  tne  thought, 
J~X  How  it  diftracts  and  tears  my  heart, 
If  G o  d  ,  at  laft,  my  fov 'reign  Judge, 
Should  frown,  and  bid  my  foul  depart  ! 

2  Lord,  when  I  quit  this  earthly  ftage. 
Where  (hall  I  fly  but  to  thy  breaft  ? 
For  I  have  fought  no  other  home ; 
Fcr  I  have  learn'd  no  other  reft, 

3  I  cannot  live  contented  here, 
Without  feme  glimpfes  of  thy  face; 
And  heav'n,  without  thy  prefence  there. 
Would  be  a  dark  and  tirefome  place. 

4  When  earthly  cares  ingrofs  the  day, 
And  hold  my  thoughts  afide  from  thee, 
The  fhining  hours  of  chearful  light 
Are  long  and  tedious  years  to  me. 

5  And  if  no  ev'ning  vifit's  paid 
Between  my  Saviour  and  my  foul, 
How  dull  the  night !  how  fad  the  Ihade  ! 
How  mournfully  the  minutes  roll ! 

6  This 


178  H  y  m  n  s    and  Book  II. 

6  This  flelK  of  mine  might  learn  as  foon 
To  live,  yet  part  with  all  my  blood; 
To  breathe,  when  vital  air  is  gone, 
Or  thrive  and  grow  without  my  food. 

[7  Christ  is  my  Light,  my  Life,  my  Care, 
My  blelfed  Hope,  my  heav'nly  Prize ; 
Dearer  then  all  my  paffions  are, 
My  limbs,  my  bowels,  or  my  eyes. 

8  The  firings'. that  twine  about  my  heart, 
Tortures  and  racks  may  tear  them  off; 
But  they  can  never,  never  part 
With  their  dear  hold  of  C h  a  1  s t  my  Love. " 

£9  My  God  !  and  can  a  humble  child, 
That  loves  thee  with  a  flame  fo  high, 
Ee  ever  from  thy  face  exil'd, 
Without  the  pity  of  thine  eye  ? 

10  Impoffible! For  thine  own  hands 

Have  ty'd  my  heart  fo  fall  to  thee, 
And  in  thy  book  the  promife  ftands, 
That  where  thou  art,  thy  friends  muft  be."] 

CL  The  world's  three  chief  temptations. 

I   YT7HEN  in  the  light  of  faith  divine 
V  V      We  look  on  things  below, 
Honour,  and  gold,  and  fenfual  joy, 
How  vain  and  dang'rous  too ! 

[_2  Honour's  a  puff  of  noify  breath; 

Yet  men  expofe  their  blood, 
And  venture  everlaftin^  death, 
To  gain  that  airy  good. 

3  Whilft  others  ftr.rve  the  nobler  mind, 
And  feed  on  mining  duit; 
They  rob  the  ferpent  of  his  food, 
T'  indulge  a  fordid  luft.] 

4  Th 


Book  II.       Spiritual    Sg-kgs.  179 

4  The  pleafures  that  allure  our  fenfe 

Are  dang'rous  fnares  to  fouls; 
There's  but  a  drop  of  flatt'ring  fweet, 
And  daih'd  with  bitter  bowls. 

5  God  is  mine  all-fufficient  good, 

My  portion  and  my  choice ; 

In  him  my  vaft  defires  are  fill'd, 

And  all  my  pow'rs  rejoice. 

6  In  vain  the  world  accofts  my  ear, 

And  tempts  my  heart  anew; 
I  cannot  buy  your  blifs  To  dear, 
Nor  part  With  heav'n  for  yen, 

CII.     A  lappy  refurreahn. 
!   %m  I'll  repine  at  death  no  more, 
j[%i    But,  witii  a  chearful  gafp,  refiga 
To  the  ccld  dungeon  of  the  grave  ^ 
Theie  dying,  withering  limbs  of  mme. 

■2  Let  worms  devour  my  wafting  fle&i 
And  crumble  all  my  bones  to  dull, 
My  God  (hall  raife  my  frame  anew 
At  the  revival  of  the  juil. 
"3  Break,  facred  morning,  thro'  the  flues, 

:    Brin^  that  delightful,  dreadful  day, 

Cut  mort  the  hours,  dear  Lord,  and  come; 
Thy  ling'ring  wheels,  how  long  they  ftay  \ 

[4  Our  weary  fpirits  faint  to  fee 
The  light  of  thy  returning  face, 
And  here  the  language  of  thefe  lips 
Where  God  has  ihed  his  richeft  grace.] 

,  [5  Halle  then  upon  the  wings  of  love, 
'Roufe  all  the  pious  fleeping  clay, 
That  we  may  join  in  heav'nl  y  joys, 
And  fmg  the  triumph  of  the  day.] 

CHI 


iSo  H  y  m  n  s    and  Book  L 

CIII.  Ch-bust's  comfnijien.     John  iii.   16,17/ 
x    y^OME,  happy  fouls,  approach  your  God 

V^  With  new  melodious  fongs; 

Come,  tender  to  almighty  grace 
The  tributes  of  your  tongues. 

2  So  ftrange,  fo  boundlefs  was  the  love 

That  pity'd  dying  men, 
The  Father  fent  his  equal  Son 
To  give  them  life  again. 

3  Thy  hands,  dear  Jesus,  were  not  arm'd 

With  a  re-venging  rod, 
No  hard  commiffion  to  perform 
The  vengeance  of  a  God. 

4  But  all  was  mercy,  all  was  miid, 

And  wrath  forfook  the  throne, 
When  Christ  on  the  kind  errand  came, 
And  brought  falvation  down. 

5  Here,   finners,  you  may  heai  your  wounds, 

And  wipe  your  forrows  dry; 
Trait  in  the  mighty  Saviour's  name, 
And  you  mall  never  die. 

S  See,  deareft  Lord,  our  willing  fouls 
Accept  thine  qfffer'd  grace ; 
We  blefs  the  great  Redeemer's  love,' 
And  give  the  Father  praiie. 


CIV.      The  fame. 

Aife  your  triumphant  foiKrs 
To  an  immortal  tune, 
Let  the  wide  earth  re  found  the  deeds 
Celeftial  grace  has  d<5ne. 


R 


2   Siag  how  etfefnal  Love 
Its  chief  Beloved  chofe* 
And  bid  him  raife  our  wretched  race 
From  their  abyfs  of  v 

3  His 


Book  -XL       Spiritual    Songs.         iS  r. 

3  His  hand  no  thunder  bears, 
•Nor  terror  deathe*  his  brow; 

No  bolts  to  drive  our  guilty  fouls 
To  fiercer  flames  below. 

4  'Twas  mercy  filPd  the  throne, 
And  wrath  flood  fllent  by, 

When  Christ  was  fer>  with  pardons  dowii 
To  rebels  doom'd  to  die. 

5  Now,  fmners,  dry  your  tears , 
Let  hopelefs  forrow  ceafe  ; 

Bow  to  the  fceptre  of  his  love, 
And  take  the  offer 'd  peace, 

6  Lord,  we  obey  thy  call ; 
We  fay  an  humble  claim 

To  the  falvation  thou  haft  brought, 
And  love  and  fcraife  thy  iaarne. 

CV.  Repentance    .Vv.'-  -  from  the  patience  of 

s      A   ND  are  we  wretches  yet  alive  r 
J\     And  do  we  ycc  rebel  ? 
'Tis  boundlefs,    'tis  amazing  love, 
That  bears  us  up  from  hell  ! 

2  The  burden  of  our  weighty  guilt 

Would  flnk  us  down  to  flames, 
And  threatening  vengeance  rolls  above 
To  crufh  oar  feeble  'frames . 

3  Almighty  goodrefs  cries,  Forbear, 

And  ftraight  the  thunder  flays ; 
.._  And  dare  we  now  provoke  his  wrath, 
And  weary  out  his  grace  ? 

4  Lord,  we  have  long  abus'd  thy  love, 

Too  long  indulg'd  our  fin, 
Our  aching  hearts  e'en  bleed  to  fee 
What  rebels  we  have  been, 

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H  y  m  n  s    and  Bool.  II. 

5   No  more,  ye  lulls,  fliall  ye  command, 
No  more  wiii  we  obey ; 
Stretch  out,  O  God,  thy  conqu'ring  hand, 
And  drive  thy  ices  away, 

CVI.      Repentance  ai  the  crop. 
i    /7\Hj  if  my  foul  was  form'd  for  woe5 
\^J     Flow  would  I  vent  my  fighs  ! 
Repentance  ihould  like  rivers  flow 
From  both  my  dreaming  eyes. 

2  'Twas  for  my  fms  my  deareft  Lord 

liung  on  the  curfed  tree, 
And  groan'd  away  a  dying  life 
For  thee,  my  foul,  iov  thee. 

3  Oh,  how  I  hate  thofe  iujls  of  mine 

That  crucify'd  my  Gon, 
Thofe  fins  that  piere'd  and  nati'd  his  flefh 
Faft  to  the  fatal  wood. 

4  Yes,  my  Redeemer,  they  fhafl  cle, 

Tvly  heart  has  fo  decreed ; 
Nor  will  I  fpare  the  guilty  things 
That  made  my  Saviour  bleed. 

|  ''Id  with  a  melting  broken  heart 

•    My  murder'd  Lord  I  view, 
I'll  raife  revenge  again  ft  my  fms, 
flay  the  murd:rers  too. 

CVJJ.       Trie  evsrlafih:*  hbfence.  of.GcoiJ:- 
tolerdblt. 

i   ^p-HAT  awful  day  will  furely  come, 
I.        Th'  appointed  hour  makes  hafte, 
When  I  rnuft  (land  before  my  judc;e, 
And  pafs  the  folemn  ted. 

2  Thqu  Iox-cly  Chief  of  all  my  joys, 
Thou  Sov'reign  of  my  heart, 
How  could  I  bear  to  hear  the  voice 
Pronounce  the  found,  Depart? 

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[3  The  thunder  cf  that  difmal  word 
Would  fo  torment  my  ear, 
'T  would  tear  my  foul  aiunder,  Lord, 
With  moft  tormenting  fear.] 

[4  What,  to  be  banihYd  for  my- life, 
And  yet  forbid  to  die  ? 
To  linger  in  eternal  pain.* 
Yet  death  for  ever  fly  !  ] 

5  Oh  !   wretched  flate  of  deep  defpair, 

To  fee  my  God  remove, 
And  fix  my  doleful  ftation  where 
I  mull  not  tafte  his  love. 

6  Jesus.,  I  throw  my  arms  around, 

And  hang  upon  thy  breaft; 
Without  a  gracious  fmile  from  thee 
My  fpirit  cannot  reft, 

7  "CfiiT  tell  me  that  my  worthlefs  name 

Is  graven  on  thy  hands  ;    , 
Shew  me  forne  promife,  in  thy  book, 
Where  my  falvation  frauds. 

[8  Give  me  one  kind,  alluring  word, 
To  fink  my  fears  again, 
And  chearfully  my  foul  mall  wait 
Rzr  threefcore  years  and  ten.] 

CVIII.       Accefs  to  the  throne  of  grace  by  a 
Mediator. 

1  •~>?OME,  let  us  lift  our  joyful  eyes 
V- ^     Up  to  the  courts  above, 
And  fmile  to  fee  our  Father  there 

Upon  a  throne  of  love. 

2  Once  'twas  a  feat  of  dreadful  wrath, 

And  mot  devouring  flame ; 
Our  God  appear'd  Confuming  Fire, 
And  vengeance  was  his  name. 

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184  II"  y  m  k  s-    and  Book 

3  Rich  were  the  drops  of  Jesus'  blood 

That  calm'd  his  frowning  face, 
That  fprinkled  o'er  the  burning  throne* 
And  turn'd  the  wrath  to  grace. 

4  Now  we  may  bow  before  his  feet, 

And  venture  near  the  Lord; 
No  fiery  cherub  guards  his  feat, 
Nor  double-flaming  fword. 

?  The  peaceful  gates  of  heav'nly  bills 
Are  open'd  by  the  Son  ; 
High  iet  us  raife  our  notes  of  praife, 
And  reach  th'  almighty  throne. 

6  To  theq  ten  thoufand  thanks  we  bring, 
Great  Advocate  on  high  ; 
And  glory  to  th'  eternal  King 
That  iays  his  fury  by, 

CJX.     The  darknefs  of  providence. 

1   T     ORB,  we  adore  thy  vail:  defigns, 
1    j  Th'  obfcure  abyfs  of  provider; ce3 
Too  deep  to  found  with  mortal  lines, 
Too  dark  to  view  with  feeble  fenfe. 

v  thou  array'il  thine  awful  face 
In  angry  frowns,  without  a  fmiler 
We,  -thro'  the  cloud,  believe  thy  grace, 
Secure  of  thy  companion  (till. 

5  Thro'  feas  and  ftorms  of  deep  diftrefs 
Wei  fail  by  faith,  and  not  by  fight; 
Faith  guides  us  in  the  wiidcrnefs, 
Thro'  ail  the  briars  and  the  night. 

4  Dear  Father,  if  thy  lifted  rod 
Refolve  to  fcourge  us  here  below, 
Still  we  mint  lean  upon  cur  God, 
Thiae  arm  fhail  bear  us  fafclv  thro\ 


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CX.     Triumph  over  death,  in  hope  of  the  re* 
furreaion. 

1  AND  muft  this  body  die  ? 
j/~\,     This  mortal  frame  decay  ? 

And  miift  thefe  active  limbs  of  mine 
Lie  mould 'ring  in  the  clay  I 

2  Corruption,  earth,  and  worms,. 
Shall  but  refine  this  flefti, 

'Till  my  triumphant  fpirit  comes, 
To  put  it  on  afrelh. 

3  God  my  Redeemer  lives, 
And  often  from  the  fldes 

Looks  down,  and  watches  all  my  duit, 
'Till  he  mall  bid  it  rife. 

4  Array 'd  in  glorious  grace 
Shail  thefe  vile  bodies  fhine, 

And  ev'ry  ftiape,  and  ev'ry  face, 
Look  heav'nly  and  divine. 

5  Thefe  lively  hopes  we  owe 
To  Jes-js'  dying  love; 

We  would  adore  his  grace  below, 
And  fmg.his  pow'r  above. 

6  Dear  Lord,  accept  the  praife 
Of  thefe  our  humble  fongs, 

Till  tunes  of  nobler  found  we  raife 
With  cup  immortal  tongues, 

CXI.     Thankfgiving  for  viclory  ;    or,  God'/ 
dominion,  and  our  deliverance. 

1  gI0N  rejoice,  and  Judah  fmg, 

The  Lord  aifumei>  his  throne: 
Let  Britain  own  the  heav'nly  King, 
And  make  his  glories  known. 

2  The  great,  the  wicked,  and  die  proud, 

From  their  high  feats  <ue  hurl'd; 

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186*  Hymns    and  Eock  3 

Jehovah  rides  upon  a  cloud, 
And  thunders  thro'  the  world. 

•  lie  reigns  upon  th'  eternal  hill, 
Diftributes  mortal  crowns ; 
Empires  are  fix'd  beneath  his  fmiles, 
And  totter  at  his  frowns. 

•7   Navies,  that  rule  the  ocean  wide, 
Are  vanquihVd  by  his  breath, 
And  legions,  arm'd  with  pow  r  and  pride^ 
Defcend  to  wat'ry  death. 

5   Let  tyrants  make  no  more  pretence 
To  vex  our  happy  land; 
Jehovah's  name  is  our  defence, 
Our  buckler  is  his  hand. 

[6  Long  may  the  King,   cur  fov  "reign,  live, 
To  rule  us  by  his  word  ; 
And  all  the  honours  he  can  give, 
Ee  oiter'd  to  the  Lord.] 

CX1I.     Angels   minijirlng  to  Christ  am 
faints  . 

i  /""^  Real  God  !   to  wh:<t  a  glorious  heightfl 
V-J  Haft  thou  advanc'cl  the  Lo rd  th; 
Angels,  in  all  their  robes  pf 
Are  made  the  fervanls  of  his  th. . 

2  Before  his  feet  thine  armies  wait, 
And  fwift  as  flames  of  fire  they  move 
To  manage  his  affairs  of  (late 

In  works  of  vengeance,  and' of  love, 

3  His  orders  run  thro'  all  the  noils, 
Legions  defcend  at  his  corajnapd, 
To  flv.eld  and  guard  the  British  coaf. 

When  foreign  race  invades  our  land. 

4  :\Tcw  they  are  fenjt  to  gui.de  cur  feet 
Up  to  the  rates  of  thine  z^ede, 

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Thro'  all  the  dangers  that  we  meet 
In  travelling  the  heav'nly  road. 

5  Lorh,  when  I  leave  this  mortal  ground,,* 
And  thou  ihalt  bid  me  rife,  and  come, 
Send  a  beloved  angel  down, 
Safe  to  conduct  my  fpirit  home„ 

CXIII.^   The  fame. 

2   r  I  ^HE  majeity  ,of  Solomon, 
How  glorious  to  behold 
The  fervants  waiting  round  his  throne3- 
The  iv'ry  and  the  gold ! 

2  But,  mighty  God  !  thy  palace  fhines 
With  far  fuperior  beams-; 
Thine  angel-guards  are  fwift  as  winds,. 
Thy  miniiters  are  flames. 

['3   Soon  as  thine  only  Son  had  made- 
His  entrance  on  the  earth, 
A  fhining  army  downward  fled 
To  celebrate  his  birth. 

4  And,   when  opprefs'd  with  pains  and  fears^ 

On  the  cold  ground  he  lies, 
Behold,  a  heav'nly  form  appears «, 
T'  allay  his  agonies.} 

5  Now  to. the  hands  of  Christ,  our  King> 

Are  air  their  legions  giv'n  ; 
They  wait  upon  his  faints.,  and  bring 
His  choien  heirs  to  heav'n. 

<b  Pleafure  and  praife  run  thro'  their  hokd 
To  fee  a  fmner  turn ; 
Then  fatan  has,  a  capture  loft, 
And  Christ  a  fubjed  born. 

7   But  there's  an  hour  of  brighter  joy> 
When  he  his  aegels  fends 

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Obflinate  rebels  to  defiroy, 
i  gather  in  his  friends. 

S  Oh  !   could  I  fay,  without  k  doubt, 
There  flia.II  my  foal  be  found, 
Then  let  the  great  Archangel  lhout, 
And  the  lait  trumpet  found. 

CXIV.  Christ'/  death,  viCiory,  and  dofninio^o 

1  T"  Sing  my  Saviour's  wond'rous  death; 
_§_     He  conquer'd  when  he  fell : 

*Tis  fini/Vd,  faid  his  dying  breath, 
And  ihook  the  gates  of  hell. 

2  'Tls  finif/d,  our  Emanuel  cries, 

The  dreadful  work  is  done ; 
Hence  (hail  his  fov'reign  throne  arife, 
Hrs  kingdom  is  begun. 

3  His  crofs  a  fure  foundation  laid 

For  glory  and  renown, 
•    When  thro'  the  regions  of  the  dead 
He  pais'd  to  reach  the  crown. 

a  Exalted  at  his  Father's  fide 
Sits  cur  victorious  Lord  ; 
To  heav'n  and  hell  his-  hands  divide 
The  vengeance  or  reward. 

5  The  faints,  from  his  propitious  eye.. 
Await  their  feveral  crowns. 
And  all  the  fons  of  darknefs  fly 
The  terrc-v  of  his  frowns. 

CXV.     God  the  Avenger  of  his  faints;    or, 
his  kingdom  firireme. 

i  TJIGH  as  the  heav'ns  above  the  ground 
J~l     Reigns  the  Creator,  God  ; 
Wide  as  the  whole  creation's  bound 
Extends  his  awful  rod. 

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2  Let  princes  of  exalted  ftate 

To  him  afcribe  their  crown, 

Render  their  homage  at  his  feet, 

And  call  their  glories  down. 

5  Know  that  his  kingdom  is.  fupreme, 
Your  lofty  thoughts  are  vain; 
He  calls  you  Gods,  that  awful  name, 
But  we  moil  die  like  men. 

4  Then  let  the  fov'reigns  of  the  globe 

Not  dare  to  vex  the  juft; 
He  puts  on  vengeance  like"  a  robe, 
And  treads  the  worms  to  duft. 

5  Ye  judges  of  the  earth,  be  wife, 

And  think  of  heav'n  with  fear  ; 
The  meane^  faint  that  you  defpiie 
Has  an  Avenger  there. 

CXVI,     Mercies  and  thanks, 

i   T  TOW,  can  I  fink  with  fiich  a  prop 
J   X     As  my  eternal  Go.d, 
Who  *bears  the  earth's  huge  pillars  up,, 
And  fpreads  the  heav'ns  abroad  I 

2  How  can  I  die  while  Jesus  lives, 

Who  rofe  and  left  the  dead  ? 
Pardon  and  gr.-^ce  my  foul  receives 
ifrqm  mine  exalted  Head. 

3  All  that  I  am,  and  all  I  have, 

Shall  be  for  ever  thine; 
Whate'er  my  duty  bids  me  give, 
Mf  chearful  hands  refign. 

4  Yet  if  I  might  make  fome  referve, 

Anj$  duty  did  not  call, 
I  love  my  God  with  zeal  fo  great, 
That..  I  fhouid  give  him  all. 

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C  X  V 1 1 .    L  wing  and  dy  i  ng  nvii  h  G  c  D  p  reft  ;i  f .  * 

1  T  Cannot  bear  thine  abfence,  Lord; 
Jj_  My  life  expires  if  thou  depart; 

Be  thou,  my  heart,  ftili  near  my  God, 
And  thou,  my  God,  be  near  my  heart. 

2  1  was  not  born  for  earttt  or  fin, 
Nor  can  I  live  on  things  fo  vile; 
Yet  I  will  fiav  my  Fa6feeir*3  time, 
And  hope  and  w^it  for  heav'n  a  while. 

3  Then,  cleared  Lord,  in  thine  embrace 
Let  me  refign  ffify  fie.  ting  breath, 
And,  with  a  fmile  upon  my  face, 
Pafs  the  important  hour  of  death. 

CXVIII.     The  prhjlbood  of  Christ. 

1  1TJ  Lood  has  a  vtrice  to  pierce  the  ikies, 
X3    Revenge,  the  blood  of  Abel  cries  : 

But  the  dsar  ifasaau  when  Ch  »  « *  t  w«»  iLia^  I 
Speaks  peace  as  loud  from  ev'ry  vein. 

2  Pardon  and  peace  from  God  on  high; 
Behold,  he  lays  his  vengeance  by; 
And  rebels,   that  deferve  his  fword, 
Become  the  fav 'rites  of  the  Lord. 

3  To  Jesus  let  our  praifes  rife, 
Who  gave  his  life  a  facrifice; 
Now  he  appears  before  his  God, 
And,  for  our  pardon,  pleads  his  blood, 

CXIX.     The  Holy  Scriptures. 

1  T     Aden  with  guilt,  and  full  of  fears, 
J j    I  fly  to  thee,  my  Lord, 

And  not  a  giimpfe  of  hope  appears, 
But  in  thy  written  word. 

2  The  volume  of  my  Father's  grace 

Does  all  my  grief  affuage ; 
Here  I  behold  my  Saviour's  face 
Almcft  in  ev'ry  page. 

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[3   This  is  the  field  where  bidden  lies 
The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 
That  merchant  is  diviner   wife, 
Who  makes  the  pear.  :■  s  own. 

4  Mere  confecrjited  water  .!  ;ws, 

To  quench  my  uiir-  fm; 

Here  the  fair  tree  cf  kr.c  •  dedge  grows* 
No  danger  dwells  i-  r.    n.j 

5  This  is  the  judge  th.i-.  the  (vrife, 

Where  wit  and  ■  'I : 

My  gu'de  to  everj 
Thro'  all  th" 

6  Ch,  may  thy  co.i  ;  y  Gob, 

My  roving  :c  tc 
.  Nor  I  forfakfc 

That  leads  to  thy  hand: 

CXX.      The  taiv  and  r  ~  ■)  >ed  in  Scrip* 

ture. 

HE  Lord  declares  his  xvilP, 
And  keeps  the  world  lb  awe; 
Amldft  the  fmoke  on  Sinai's  hill 
Breaks  out  his  fiery  law 

2  .The  Lord  reveals  his  face, 
And,  fouling  frbxri  above, 

Sends  down  the  gofpel  of  his  grace, 
Th'  epiftbs  of  his  love. 

3  Thefe  facred  words  impart 
Our  Maker's  juft  commands  ; 

The  pity  of  his  melting  heart, 
xind  vengeance  of  his  hands. 

[4  Hence  we  awake  our  fear, 
We  draw  our  comfort  hence  ; 
The  arms  of  grace  are  treafur'd  here, 
And  armour  of  defence, 

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X^2  Kymks    and  Book  II, 

5  We  learn  Chrtst  crucify'd, 
And  here  behold  his  blood ; 

Ail  arts  and  knowledges  befide 
Will  do  us  little  good.] 

6  We  read  the  heav'nly  word, 
We  take  the  oifer'd  grace, 

Obey  the  ftatutes  of  the  Lord, 
And  truft  his  prcmiies. 

7  In  vain  mail  fatan  rage 
Againft  a  book  divine, 

Where  wrath  and  light'ning  guards  the  page* 
Where  beams  of  mercy  lhine. 

CXXI.   The  lanu  and  go/pel  diftinguifhed. 

1  pt-^HE  law  commands,  and  makes  us  know 

What  duties  to  our  God  we  owe; 
But  'tis  the  go'pel  muft  reveal 
Where  lies  our  Itrength  to  do  his  will. 

2  The  law  difcovers  guilt  and  fin, 

And  ihews  how  vile  our  hearts  have  been  ,• 
Only  the  go f pel  can  exprefs 
Forgiving  love  and  cleanfing  grace. 

3  What  eurfes  doth  tj?e  !nw  denounce 
Aganjit  the  man  t  bul  once? 
But,  in  the  goipel,  Christ  appears 
Pard'ning  the  guilt* .of  num'rous  years. 

4  My  foul,  no-more  attempt  to  drzv/ 
Thy  life  and  comfort  from  the  law; 
Fly  to  the  hope  the  gofpel  gives*. 

The  man  that  trufts  the  prcmife,  lives. 

CXXII.     Retirement  and  meditation. 
I  TV  >j*Y  God,  permit  me  not  to  be 
J. VX  A  ftranger  to  myfelf  and  thee;. 
Amidlt  a  thoufand  thoughts  I  rove, 
Forgetful  of  my  higheft  iovc, 

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2  Why  mould  my  paffions  mix  with  earth, 
And  thus  debafe  my  heav'nly  birth  ? 
Why  ihould  I  cleave  to  things  below, 
And  let  my  God,  my  Saviour  go  ? 

3  Call  me  away  from  flefh  and  fenfe, 

One  fcv'reign  word  can  draw  me  thence ; 
I  would  obey  the  voice  divine, 
And  all  inferior  jays  refign. 

4  Be  earth,  with  all  her  fcenes,  withdrawn; 
Let  noife  and  vanity  be  gone  ; 

In  fecret  filence  of  the  mind, 

My  heav'n,  and  there  my  God,  I  find. 

C XXIII.    The  benefit  of  public  ordinances. 

WAY  from  ev'ry  mortal  care, 
Away  from  earth,  our  fouls  retreat  % 
We  leave  this  worthlefs  world  afar, 
And  wait  and  wcrihip  near  Any  feat. 

2  Lord,  in  the  temple -of  thy  grace 
We  fee  thy  feet,  and  we  adore  ; 

,     We  gaze  upon  thy  lovely  face, 

Aud  learn  the  wonders  of  thy  pow'r . 

3  While  here  our  various  wants  we  mourn, 
United  groans  afcend  on  high; 

And  prayer  bears  a  quick  return 
Of  bleffings  in  variety. 

£4  If  fatan  rage,  and  fin  grow  Rrong, 
Here  we  receive  fome  chearing  word ; 
TT.'e  gird  the  gofpel  armour  on, 
To  fight  the  battles  of  the  Lord. 

5  Or  if  our  fpirit  faints  and  dies, 

(Our  confcience  galPd  with  inward  flings) 
Here  doth  the  righteous  fun  arife. 
With  healing  beams  beneath  his  wings.] 
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6  Father  !  my  foul  would  ftill  abide 
Within  thy  temple,  near  thy  fide: 
But  if  my  feet  mull  hence  depart, 
Still  keep  thy  dwelling  in  my  heart. 

CXXIV.     Mofes,  Aaron,  and  Jofhua. 

1  'r"T~MS  not  the  law  of  ten  commands 

J_        On  holy  Sinai  giv'n, 
Or  fent  to  men  by  Mafis''  hands, 
Can  bring  us  fafe  to  hcav'n. 

2  'Tis  not  the  blood  which  Aaron  fpilt, 

Nor  fmeke  cf  fweeteft  fmell, 

Can  buy  a  pardon  for  our  guilt, 

Or  fave  our  fouls  from  hell. 

3  Aaron  the  prieft  refigns  his  breath, 

At  God's  immediate  will ; 
And  in  the  defart  yields  to  death, 
Upon  th'  appointed  hiii. 

4  And  thus,  on  Jordan's  yondrr  fide, 

The  tribes  of  Jfrel  (land, 
While  Mofes  bow'd  his  head  and  dy'd 
Short  cf  the  promis'd  land. 

5  IjYel,  rejoice,  now  *  JoJJma  leads, 

He'll  brirg  your  tribes  to  reft; 
So  far  the  Saviour's  name  exceeds 
The  Ruler  and  the  Priefi. 

CXXV.     Faith  and  repentance,  unbelief  and 

impenitence. 
E  T     IFE  and  immortal  joys  are  giv'n 

1    j  To  fouls  thatmourn  the  fins  they've  done; 

Children  cf  wrath  made  heirs  of  heav'n, 

By  faith  in  God's  eternal  Son. 

2  "Woe  to  the  wretch  that  never  felt 
The  inward  pangs  of* pious  grief, 

But 

*  The  fai?K  wit/?  Jefiu,  and  fgnifici  a  Saviour. 


Book  II.       Spiritual    Songs,         195 

But  adds  to  all  his  crying  guilt 
The  ftubborn  fin  of  unbelief. 

£  The  law  condemns  the  rebel  dead, 
Under  the  wrath  of  God  he  lies  : 
He  feals  the  curie  on  his  own  head, 
And  with  a  double  vengeance  dies. 

CXXVI.      God  glorified  in  the gofpsL 

1  rTT^HE  Lord,  defcending  from  shove, 

I        invites  his  children  near ; 
While  powr  and  truth,  and  boundlefs 
Difplay  their  glories  here. 

2  Here,  in  thy  gofpel's  wond'rous  frame, 

Frefh  wifdom  we  purfue ; 
A  thaufand  angeis  learn  thy  name, 
Beyond  whatever  they  knew. 

3  Thy  name  is  writ  in  faired  lines, 

Thy  wonders  here  we  trace; 
Wifdom  thro'  all  the  myft'ryfKncs, 

And  fhines  in  Jesus'  fice. 

4  The  law  it«  beft  obedience  owes 

To  our  incarnate  Gov 
And  thy  jrevengmg  j'uftice  fhows 
Its  honours  in  his  blood, 

5  But  Rill  the  iuilre  of  thy  grac-s 

Our  wanner  thoughts  employs, 
Gilds  the  whole  (eerie  with  brighter  rays, . 
And  .more -exalts  our  joys, 

C\.%YIX?'  Circu?ncifn»  and  baptife, 

(Written  only  for  thofe  nvht  prattife  the  bap- 

t'fm  of  infants.) 
I  rnr^HUS  did  the  fens  of  Alrcfm  pafs 
X      tfader  the  bloo  Jy  feal  of  grace  ; 
The  young  difcipks  bore  t&£  yoke, 
'Till  Christ  the  painful  bondage  brolce. 
T  2  2  Bl 


jq6  Hymns    and  Book  If. 

2  By  milder  ways  doth  Jesus  prove 
His  Father's  cov'nant,  and  his  love; 
He  feals  to  faints  his  glorious  grace. 
And  not  forbids  their  infant  race. 

3  Their  feed  is  fprinkled  with  his  blood, 
Their  children  fet  apart  for  Cod; 
His  fpirit  on. their  offspring  fhed, 
Like  water  pour'd  upon  the  head. 

4  Let  ev'ry  faint  with  chearful  voice 
In  this  large  covenant  rejoice  ; 
Young  children,  in  their  early  days, 
Shall  give  the  God  of  Abram  praife. 

CX XVIII.    Corrupt  nature  from  Adana, 

^  Lefs'd  with  the  joys  cf  innocence, 
_3     Adam,  our  Father  flood, 
'Till  he  depas'd  his  f-ui  to  fenfe, 

And  eat  th'  unlawful  food. 

2  Now  we  are  born  a  fenfual  race, 

To  fmful  joys  inclin'd; 
Reafon  has  loft  its  native  place, 
And  flefh  inilaves  the  mind. 

3  While  fiefli,  and  fenfe,  and  pafuon  reigns. 

Sin  is  the  fweeteft  good  : 
We  fancy  raufic  in  our  chains, 
And  fo  forget  the  load. 

4  Grert  God  !  renew;  our  ruin'd  frame5 

Our  broken  pow'rs  refiore; 
jnfpire  us  with  a  heav'nly  flaxpc, 

And  flcfh  fhall  reign  no  more. 

5  Eternal  Spirit  !  write  thy  law 

Upon  onr  inward  parrs, 

'  And  let  the  fecond  Adam  draw 

His  image  on  our  hearts. 

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CXXIX.     We  'walk  by  faith,  not  by  fghi . 

1  V~j""tIS  by  the  faith  of  joys  to  come 

X      We  walk  thro'  deiarts  dark  as  night ; 
'Till  we  arrive  at  heav'n  our  home, 
Faith  is  our  guide,   and  faith  our  light, 

2  The  want  of  fight  (he  well  fupplies* 
She  makes  the  pearly  gates  appear  ; 
Fac  into  diitant  worlds  (he  pries, 
And  brings  eternal  glories  near. 

3  Chearful  we  tread  the  defart  thro', 
While  faith  infpires  a  heav'nly  ray, 
Tho'  lions  roar,  and  tempefts  blow, 
And  rocks  and  dangers  fill  the  way. 

4  So  Abra'm,  by  divine  command, 

Left  his  own  houfe  to  walk  wich  God  : 
His  faith  beheld  the  promis'd  land, 
And  fir'd  his  zeal  along  the  road. 

CXXX.     The  new  creation. 

1  A   Ttend,  while  God's  exalted  Son 
jfjL.     Doth  his  own  glories"  ihew : 
Behold ',  I  Jit  upon  my  throne , 

Creating  all  things  new. 

2  Nature  and  fin  are  pafs'd  away, 

And  the  old  Aclam  aies  ; 
My  hands  a  new  foundation  lay  ; 
See  the  new  world  arife. 

3  /'//  be  a  Sun  of "Right 'oufnefs 

To  the  new  heavens  L  ??iake ; 
None  but  the  new-born  heirs  of  grace 
My  glories  Jljall  partake. 

4  Mighty  Redeemer  !  fet  me  free 

h  rom  my  old  ftate  of  fin ; 
Oh,  make  my  foul  alive  to  thee, 
Create  sew  pow'rs  withia  * 

T  5  5  Re- 


198  Hymns    and  Book  II 

5  Renew  mine  eyes,  and  form  mine  ears, 

And  mould  mv  heart  afrelh ; 
Give  me  new  paffions,  joys,  and  fear: 
And  turn  the  ftone  to  fle'fh. 

6  Far  from  the  regions  of  the  dead, 

From  fin,  and  earth,  and  hell  f 
In  the  new  world  that  grace  has  made 
I  would  for  ever  dwell. 

CXXXI.     The  excellency  of  the  Christian  re> 
ligion. 

1   T"     E  T  everlafting  glories  crown 

_| 4  Thy  head,  my  Saviour  and  my  Lofd  ; 

Thy  hands  have  brought  falvation  down, 
And  writ  the  bleflings  in  thy  word. 

[2  What  if  we  trace  the  globe  around, 
And  fearch  from  Britain  to  Japan, 
There  (hall  be  no  religion  found, 
Sojuft  to  God,  fo  fafe  for  man.] 

3  In  vain  the*  trembling  oonfcience  feeks 
Some  folid  ground  to  reft  upon ; 
With  long  defpair  the  fpirit  breaks, 
'Till  we  apply  to  Christ  alone. 

4  How  well  thy  bleffed  truths  agree  I 
How  wife  and  holy  thy  commands  ! 
Thy  promifes,  how  firm  they  be  ! 
How  firm  our  hope  and  comfort  {lands ! 

[5  Not  the  feign'd  fields  of  Bedth\rtijh  blifl 
Cculd  raife  fuch  pleafures  \n  the  mind; 
Nor  does  the  TurkiJ'b  paradife 
pretend  to  Joys  fo  weli  rerin'd.] 

b  Should  ail  the  forms  that  men  devife 
Aflault  my  faith  with  treacherous  art, 
I'd  call  them  vanity  and  lies, 
And  bind  the  gofpij  to  mv  heart. 

CXXXU. 


Book  II.       Spiritual    Songs.         sq^ 
CXXXII.     The  offices  of  Christ. 

1  \7[/E  ble**s  tlle  ProPhet  °^  tne  Lord, 

V  V      That  comes  with  truth  and  grace  ^ 
Jesus,  th y  fp  ir i  t  and  thy  word 
Shall  lead  us  in  thy  ways. 

2  We  rev'rence  our  High-pried  above, 

Who  ofFer'd  up  his  blood  ;. 
And  lives  to  carry  on  his  love, 
By  pleading  with  our  God. 

3  We  honour  our  exalted  King ; 

How  fweet  are  his  commands ! 
He  guards  our  fouls  from  hell  and  fiH$ 
By  his  almighty  hands. 

4'  Hofanna  to  his  glorious  name, 
Who  faves  by  diff  'rent  ways ; 
His  mercies  lay  a  fov'reign  claim 
To  our  immortal  praife. 

GXXXIII.  The  operations  of  the  Holy  Spirit,' 


1  *|T»  Ternal  Spirit  !  we  confefs, 

fi    j  And  ling  the  wonders  of  thy  grace; 
Thy  pow'r  conveys  our  bleffings  down 
From  God  the  Father  and  the  Son. 

2  Enlighten*d  by  thine  heavenly  ray, 
Our  fbades  and  darknefs  turn  to  day  ; 
Thine  inward  teachings  make  us  know 
Our  danger,  \and  our  refuge  too. 

3  Thy  pow'r  and  glory  works  within, 
And  breaks  the  chains  of  reigning  fin  % 
Doth  our  imperious  lulls  fub'due, 
And  forms  our  wretched  hearts  anew. 

4  The  troubled  confcience  knows  thy  voice^ 
Thy  chearing  wTords  awake  our  joys  ;, 
Thy  words  allay  the  ftormy  wind,  / 

~  i  calm  the  furges  of  the  mind. 

cxxxxv. 


200  Hymns   and  Book  II, 

CXXXIV.     Circumcijion  alolijhei. 

1  r  |  ^HE  promtfe  was  divinely  free, 

X       Extenfive  was  the  grace; 
I  will  the  God  of  Abra'm  be, 
And  of  his  numerous  race. 

2  He  faid,  and  with  a  bloody  feal 

Confirm'd  the  words  he  fpoke; 
Long  did  the  foris  of  Ahra'm  feel 
The  fharp  and  painful  yoke. 

3  'Till  God's  own  Son,  defcending  lo'X, 

Gave  his  own  flefh  te  b'eed  ; 
And  C entiles  tafte  the  bleflings  now, 
From  the  hard  bondage  freed. 

4  The  God  of  Abrffin  claims  our  praife, 

His  promifes  endure; 
And  Christ  the  Lord,  in  gentler  ways, 
Makes  the  falvation  fure. 

CXXXV.     Types  and  prophecies  of  Christ, 

1  TTjEhold  the  woman's  prem's'd  Seed, 
|3  Behold  the  great  Messiah  come; 
Behold  the  prophers  all  agreed 
To  give  him  the  jfuperior  room. 

2  Ahra'm,  the  faint,  rejoie'd  of  old 
When  vifions  of  the  Lord  he  faw; 
Aiofis,  the  man  of  God,  foretold 
This  great  Fulfiller  of  his  law. 

3  The  types  bore  witnefs  to  his  name, 
Obtain'd  their  chief  defign  and  ceas'd; 
The  incenie,  and  the  bleeding  lamb, 
The  ark,  the  altar,  and  the  prieil. 

C  Predictions  in  abundance  meet, 
To  join  their  bleffings  on  his  head: 
Jesus,  we  worihip  at  thy  feet, 
And  nations  own  the  promis'd  Seed. 

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Bock  II.       S  p  i  r.  i  ru  a  l    Songs.  233 

CXXXVi.   Miracles  at  the  birth  of  Christ, 

1  **~T"^HE  King  of  Glory  fends  his  Son 

j[       To  make  his  entrance  on  this  earth  3 

Behold,  the  midnight  bright  as  noon, 

And  heav'nly  hoUs  declare  his  birth ! 

\ 

2  About  the  ycung  Redeemer's  head 
What  wonders  and  what  glories  meet ! 
An  unknown  ftar  arofe,  and  led 

The  eaitera  fages  to  his  feet. 

3  Simeon  and  Anna  both  confpire 
The  infant  Saviour  to  proclaim; 
Inward  they  felt  the  facred  fire* 

And  blefs'd  the  Babe,  and  own'd  his  name* 

4  Xet  Jews  and  Greeks  blafpheme  aloud, 
And  treat  the  holy  Child  with  fcomj 
Our  fouls  adore  th'  eternal  God 
"Who  condefcended  to  be  born. 

CXXXVII.    Miracks  in  the  life,  death,  and! 
refurreclion  of  Christ. 

1  "|3  Ehold,  the  blind  their  fight  receive ; 
|J     Behold,  the  dead  awake,  and  live  i- 

The  dumb  fpeak  wonders !  and  the  lame 
Leap  like  the  hart,  and  blefs  his  name  I 

2  Thus  doth  th'  eternal  Spirit  own 
And  feai  the  minion  of  his  Son; 
The  Father  vindicates  his  caufe, 
While  he  hangs  bleeding  on  the  crofs. 

3  He  dies;  the  heav'ns  in  mourning  ftood| L 
He  rrfes,  and  appears  a  God: 

Behold  the  Lord  afcending  high, 
No  more  to  bleed,  no  more  to  die ! 

4  Hence  and  for  ever  from  my  heart 
I  bid  my  doubts  and  fears  depart; 
And  to  thofe  hands  my  foul  renVn, 

.Vhich  bear  credentials  fo  divine. 

exxxvin* 


202 


Hymns    and  Book  II.  1 


CXXXVIII.     Tbeponver  of  the gofpel. 

1  rir^HIS  is  the  word  of  truth  and  love, 

Sent  to  the  nations  from  above  j 
Jehovah  here  remlves  to  mew 
What  his  almighty  grace  can  do. 

2  This  remedy  did  wifdom  find, 
To  heal  difeales  of  the  mind ; 

This  fov'reign  balm,  whofe  virtues  can 
Reftorc  the  ruin'd  creature,  mas, 

3  The  gofpel  bids  the  dead  revive, 
Sinners  obey  the  voice,  and  live: 
Dry  bones  are  rais'd,   and  cioath'd  afre(h> 
And  hearts  of  ftone  are  turn'd  ro  flefh. 

£4  Where  fatan  reign'd  in  (hades  of  night 
The  gofpel  ftrikes  a  heavrdy  light; 
Our  lulls  its  wond'rons  pow'r  controuls, 
And  calms  the  rage  of  angry  fouls.] 

[c  Lions  and  beafts  of  favage  name 
Put  on  the  nature  of  the  I  *r;  b; 
While  the  wide  world  eftcems  it  ftrange, 

'    Gaze,  and  admire,  and  hate  the  change.] 

6  May  but  this  grace  my  foul  renew, 
Let  finners  gaze  and  hate  me  too ; 
The  word  that  faves  me  does  engage 
A  iure  defence  from  ail  their  rage. 

CXXXIX.     The  example  of  Christ. 
j  "&   If  V  dear  Redeemer,  and  my  Lcs.i>, 
J_VX  I  read  my  duty  in  thy  word; 
But  in  thy  life  the  law  appe.irs, 
Drawn  out  in  living  characters. 

2  Such  was  thy  truth,  and  fuch  thy  zeal, 
Such  def'rence  to  thy  Father's  will, 
Such  love,  and  meeknefs  fo  divine, 
I  would  triinicribe,  and  make  them  mine. 

3  Cold 


ook  II.       Spiritual    Songs.         203 

Cold  mountains,  and  the  midnight  air, 
Witnefs'd  the  fervour  of  thy  pray'r; 
The  defart  thy  temptations  knew, 
Thy  conflict,  and  thy  vicYry  too. 

Be  thou  my  Pattern;  make  me  bear 
More  of  thy  gracious  image  here ; 
Then  God*  the  Judge,  fhail  own  my  name 
Among  ft  the  foil' wars  of  the  Lamb. 

GXL.  The  examples  of  Christ  and  the  faints* 

("^  IVE  me  the  wings  of  faith  to  rife 
JX     Within  the  veil,  and  fee 
The, faints  above,  how  great  their  joys, 
How  bright  their  glories  be  ! 

Once  they  were  mourning  here  below3 
And  wet  their  couch  with  tears  -, 

They  wreftled  hard,  as  we  do  now, 
With  fins,  and  doubts,  and  fears. 

I  afk  them  whence  their  vi&'ry  came  \   ; 

They,  with  united  breath, 
Afcribe  their  conqneil  to  the. Lamb  ; 

Their  triumph,  to  his  death. 

They  mark'd  the  footfkps  that  he  trod, 
(His  zeal  infpir'd  their -breaft :) 

And,  foil' wing  their  incarnate  God, 
PoiTefs  the  promis'd  reft. 

5  Our  glorious  Leader  clai.ns  our  praifeil 
For  his  own  pattern  giv'n, 
While  the  long  cloud  of  wiineiTes 
Shew  the  fame  path  to  heav'n. 

CXLI.    Faith  a  fifed  by  fenfe ;   or,  preachingt 

baptifn*  and  the  Lord5 '/  ficpper. 
1  *^/fTY  Saviour- God,  my  fov'reign  Prince, 
JLVA    Reigns  far  above  the  ikies  ! 
But  brings  his  graces  down  to  fenfe, 
And  helps  my  faith  to  rife, 

2  My 


204  Hymns  -and  Eock 

.   2  My  eyes  and  ears  fhall  blefs  his  name, 
They  read  and  hear  his  word  ; 
My  touch  and  tafte  ihall  do  the  fame, 
When  they  receive  the  Lord. 

3  Baptifmal  water  is  defign'd 

To  feal  his  cleanfing  grace, 
-While  at  his  feait  of  bread  and  wkie 
He  gives  his  faints  a  place  : 

4  But  not  the  waters  of  a  flood 

Can  make  my  rlaih  fo  clean, 
As  by  his  fpirit  and  his  blood 
He'll  warn  my  foul  from  fia. 

§  Not  choiceft  meats,  or  nobleft  wines, 
So  much  my  heart  refrelh, 
As  when  my  faith  goes  thro'  the  figRS, 
And  feeds  upon  his  flem. 

6  I  love  the  Lord,  that  ftoops  fo  low 
To  give  his  word  a  feal ; 
But  the  rich  grace  his  hands  beftow 
Exceeds  the  figures  ftiil. 

CXLII.     Faith  in  Christ  cur  Sacrifice, 

i  "\JOT  all  the  blood  of  beads, 
L^j    On  Jeivijh  altars  {lain,     . 
Could  give  the  guilty  confcience  peace, 
Or  waih  away  the  itain. 

2  But  Christ,  the  heav'nly  Lamb. 
Takes  ail  our  fins  away ; 

A  Sacrifice  of  nobler  name, 

And  richer  blood  than  they. 

3  My  faith  would  lay  her  hand 
On  that  dear  head  of  thine, 

While  like  a  penitent  1  ftand, 
And  there  confeis  my  fin. 

4M; 


Back  II,       Spiritual  Sohgs.        '205 

4  My  foul  looks  back  to  fee 
The  burdens  thou  did  ft  bear, 

When  hanging  on  the  cur-fed  tree* 
And  hopes  her  guilt  was  there. 

5  Believing,  we  rejoice 
To  fee  the  curfe  remove  ; 

We  blefs  the  Lamb  with  chearful  voice, 
And  fmg  his  bleeding  love. 

CXLIII.      Flejh  and  fpirit. 
t  T  X  THAT  difF'rent  pow'rs  of  grace  and  fin 
\  V      Attend  our  mortal  ftate  ? 
I  hate  the  thoughts  that  work  within. 
And  do  the  works  I  hate. 

2  Now  I  complain,  and  groan,  and  die, 

While  fin-  and  fatan  reign  : 
Now  raife  my  fongs  of  triumph  high. 
For  grace  prevails  again. 

3  So  darknefs  ftruga^les  with  the  light,    , 

'Till  perfect  day  arife; 
Water  and  fire  maintain  the  fight 
Until  the  weaker  dies. 

.  4  Thus  will  the  fle£h  and  fpirit  ftnve, 
And  vex  and  break  my  peace ; 
But  I  foall  quit  this  mortal  life, 
And  fiu  for  ever  ceafe, 

~:CXLIV.     The  efuf  on  of  the  Spirit;    or,   the 
fuccefs  of  the  gofpe'l. 

1  /^iReat  was  the  day,  the  joy  was  great, 
V.X  When  the  divine  difciples  met ; 
WhiiPt  oai  their  heads  the  Spirit  came, 
And  fit  like  tongues  of  cloven  flame. 

2  What  gifts,  what  miracles  he  gave  I 
And  pow'r  to  give,  and  pow'r  to  fave  ! 
Furnilh'd  their  ton gues  with  wond 'rous  words 
Inftead  of  fhields,  and  fpears  and  fwords. 

V  3  Thus 


206  Hymns    and  Book  II. 

g  Thus  arm'd,  he  Tent  the  champions  forth, 
From  eaft  to  weft,  'from  fouth  to  north  ; 

Go,  and  affert  your  Saviour's  c  a  life  ; 
Go,  fpread  the  my  fry  of  his  crofs. 

4  Thefe  weapons  of  the  holy  war, 
Of  what  almighty  force  they  are, 
To  make  our  ftubborri  paffions  bow, 
And  lay  the  proudeft  rebel  low ! 

5  Nations,  the  learned  and  the  rude, 
Are  by  thefe  heav'nly  arms  fubdu'd; 
While  fatan  rages  at  his  lofs, 
And  hates  the  doctrine  of  the  crofs. 

6  Great  King  of  Grace,  my  heart  fubdue  ; 
I  would  be  led  in  triumph  too, 
A  willing  captive  to  my  Lord, 
And  iiag  the  vicYries  of  his  word. 

CXLV.   Sight  thro''  a  glafs,  and  face  to  face. 

1  T"  Lore  the  windows  of  thy  grace 
JL     Thro'  which  my  Lord  is  feen, 
And  long  to  meet  my  Saviour's  face, 

Without  a  glafs  between. 

2  Oh,  that  the  happy  hour  were  come, 

To  change  my  faith  to  fight! 
I  fnall  behold  my  Lord  at  home 
In  a  divider  light. 

3  Hafl-e,  my  Beloved,  and  remove 

Thefe  interpofing  days; 
Then  fhall  my  paffions  all  be  love, 
And  all  my  pow'rs  be  prailc. 

CXLVI.   The  vanity  of  creatures ;  Or,  no  reft 

on  earth. 
I  "^  /JTAN  has  a  foul  of  vafl  defires, 
vl  yJL  He  burns  within  with  reftlefs  fires; 

\  to  and  fro,  his  paffions  fly 
From  vanity  to  vanity. 

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Book  II.       Spiritual    Songs,         207 

2  In  vain  on  earth  we  hope  to  find 
Some  folid  good  to  fill  the  mind  : 
We  try  new  pleafures  ;  but  we  feel 
The  inward  thirft  and  torment  ft  ill. 

3  So  when  a  raging  fever  burns, 

We  fnift  from  fide  to  fide  by  turns  ; 

And  'tis  a  poor  relief  we  gain, 

To  change  the  place,  but  keep  the  pain,     - 

4  Great  God!  fubdue  this  vicious  thiril, 
This  love  to  vanity  and  dufi: ; 

Cure  the  vile  fever  of  the  mind, 
And  feed  our  fouls  with  joys  refin'd. 

CXLVII.    The  creation  of  the  'world,  Gen.  i. 

i    JSJOJV  let  a  fpacious  world  arife, 
Said  the  Creatcr-LoRD : 
At  once  th*  obedient  earth  and  feies 
Rbfe  at  his  fov'reign  word. 

[  2  Dark  was  the  Attp ;  the  waters  lay 
Confus'd,  and  drown' d  the  land  : 
He  call'd  the  light;   the  new-born  day 
Attends  on  his  command, 

3  He  bids  the  clouds  afcend  on  high; 

The  clouds  afcend,  and  bear 
A  wat'ry  treafure  to  the  Iky, 
And  float  on  fdfter  air, 

4  The  liquid  element  below 

Was  gather'd  by  his  hand; 
The  rolling  feas  together  Sow, 
And  leave  the  folid  land. 

5  With  herbs  and  plants  (a  flow'ry  birth) 

The  naked  globe  he  crown'd, 
Ere  there  was  rain  to  blefs  the  earth, 
Or  fun  to  warm  the  ground, 

U  2  6  Then 


20$  Hymns    and  Book ■% 

6  Then  he  adorn'd  the  upper  Hues; 

Behold,  the  fun  appears, 
The  moon  and  ftars  in  order  rife, 
To  mark  out  months,  and  years. 

7  Out  of  the  deep  th'  almighty  King 

Did  vital  beings  frame, 
The  painted  fowls  of  ev'ry  wing, 
And  iiih  of  ev'ry  name] 

8  He  gave  the  lion  and  the  worm 
t     At  once  their  wondVous  birth  ; 
And  gazing  beafts  of  various  form 

Rcfe  from  the  teeming  earth. 

»)  Adam  was  fram'd  of  equal  clay,    . 
Tho'  fov'reign  of  the  re  it, 
Defign'd  for  nobler  ends  than  they; 
With  God's  own  image  blciVd. 

io  Thus  glorious  in  the  Maker's  eye 
The  young  creation  itood  ; 
He  faw  the  building  from  on  high, 
His  word  pronoune'd  it  good. 

II  Lord,  while  the  frame  of  nature  (lands,  - 
Thy  praife  fhail  fill  my  longue: 
But  the  new  world  of  grace  demands 
A  more  exalted  fong. 

CXLVI1I.     God  reconciled  in  Christ, 

Eareft  of  all  the  rames  above, 
My  Jesus,  and  my  God, 
Who  can  reiifl  thy  heav'niy  iove, 
Or  trifle  with  thy  blood  ? 

'Tis  by  the  merits  of  thy  death 

The  Father  frniies  again  ; 
5Tis  by  thine  interceeding  breath 

The  Spirit  dwells^with  mesa. 

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3  'Till  God  in  human  flefh  I  fee; 
My  thoughts  no  comfort  find : 
The  holy,  juit,  and  facred  Three 
Are  terrors  to  my  mind. 

But  if  Emanuel's  face  appear, 

My  hope,  my  joy  begins; 
His  name  forbids  my  flavifh  fear, 

His  grace  removes  my  fins. 

5  While  Jews  on  their  own  law  rely, 
And  Greeks  of  wifdom  boaft, 
I  love  th'  incarnate  myftery, 
And  t&ere  I  fix  my  truit. 

CXLIX.  Honour  to  viagift rates  j  or,  govern^ 
merit  from  Gqd. 

1  TT5  Ternal  Sov'reign  of  the  fky, 
Jf_j     And  Lord  of  all  below, 
We  mortals  to  thy  majefty 

Cur  iirft  obedience  owe. 

2  Our  fouls  adore  thy  throne  fupreme, 

And  blefs  thy  providence, 
For  magiurates  of  meaner  name, 
Our  glory  and  defence. 

[3  The  crowns  of  Briiifjy  princes  mine 
With  rays  above  the  reft, 
Where  laws  and  liberties  combine 
To  make  the  nation  blefs'd.} 

4  Kingdoms  on  firm  foundations  (land. 

While  virtue  finds  reward; 
And  fmners  periih  from  the  land, 
By  jufiice  and  the  fword. 

5  Let  Crf/af's  due  be  ever  paid 

To  Capfar  and  his  throne; 
But  confciences  and  fouls  were  made 
To  be  the  Lord's  alone, 

u  3  eii 


2i©  Ky'mns    and  Book  II. 

CL.     The  dsceltfulnefs  of  fin. 
i   CJIN  has  a  thousand  treach'rous  arts 
i5     To  prachfe  on  the  mind; 
With  flatt'ring  loo^s  (he  tempts  our  heart*| 
But  leaves  a  fting  behind. 

2  With  names  of  virtue  fhe  deceives 

The  aged  and  the  young; 
And  while  the  heedlefs  wretch  believes. 
She  makes  his  fetters  ftron'r. 

o 

3  She  pleads  for  all  the  joys  fhe  -brings, 

And  gives  a  fair  pretence  ; 
But  cheats  the  foul  of  heav'nly  things. 
And  chains  it  down  to  fenfe. 

4  So  on  a  tree  divinely  fair 

Grew  the  forbidden  food ; 
Our  mother  took  the  poifon  there^ 
And  tainted  all  her  blood. 

CLI.      Prophecy  -and  Infpiraiior.. 

2  >*"  |~HWAS  by  an  order  from  the  Lord, 
1       The  ancient  prophets  fpoke  his  word 
Kis  Spirit  did  their  tongues  infpire, 
And  warm'd  their  hearts  with  heav'nly  fti : 

2  The  works  and  wonders  which  they  wrc 
Confirm'd  the  meiiages  they  brought; 
The  prophet's  pen  fucceeds  his'breath, 
To  lave  the  holy  words  from. death. 

3  Great  God  !  mine  eyes  with  pleafure  'cols 
On  the  dear  volume  of  thy  book  ; 
There -my  Redeemer's  face  1  feo, 

And  read  his  name,  who  dy'd  for  me. 

z   Let  the  falfc  raptures  of  the  mind 
Be  loft  and  vanifh  in  the  v. 
Here  I  can  fix  my  hope  ftcure; 
This  is  thy  wofd,  and  mull  \:U^:t: 

CLII. 


Book  II.       Spiritual    Songs.         2 1 1 

CLII.   Sinai  and  Sion,  Heb.  x\i.   18,  he* 
i   l^TOT  to  the  terrors  of  the  Lord, 
jPSJ      The  tempeft,  fire,  and  fmoke^ 
Not  to  the  thunder  of  that  word 
Which  God  on  Sinai  fpoke; 

2  But  we  are  come  to  Sion\  hill, 

The  city  of  our  God, 
Where  milder  words  declare  his  wilt 
And  fpread  his  love  abroad, 

3  Behold  th'  innumerable  hoft 

Of  angels  cloath'd  in  light  I 
Behold  the  fpirits  of  the  julr, 
Whofe  faith  is  tupa'd  to  fight ! 

4  Behold  the  blefs'd  aiTembly  there, 

Whole  names  sre  writ  in  heav'n  I 
And  Geo,  the  Judge  of  all,  declares 
Their  vilen;  fms  forgiy'n. 

5  The  faims  on  earth,  and  all  the  dead,     - 

But  one  communion  make; 
All  join  in  Christ,  their  living  Head, 
And  of  his  grace  partake. 

$  In  fuch  fociety  as  this 

My  weary  foul  would  refl : 
The  man  that  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 
Muft  be  for  ever  fcleis'd. 

CLIIl^     The  dijiemper,  folly,    and  madntfi 

°ff>r>> 

1  QlN,  like  a  venomous  difeafe, 
l3     Infects  our  vital  blood  : 
The  only  balm  is  fov'reign  grace, 

And  die  Phyfician,  God. 

2  Our  beauty  and  our  ftrsngth  are  fled,  " 

And  ve  draw  near  to  death ; 
But  Lhslist  the  Lord  recalls  the  dead 
With  his  almighty  breath, 

3  MadU 


212  Hymns    a-*d  Book  II. 

3  Mad-cfs,  byiftatupe,  reigns  within, 
The  pa(ii:i  s  car^i  and  ra.;e, 
*Tili  Go  j  s  o-.vu  Son  with  ikiil  divine 
The  inward  fire  a/r  .age. 

[4  We  lick  the  duft     *e  ^rafp.  the  wind. 
And  folid  good  deipiie  : 
Such  is  the  folly  o?  the  mind? 

'Till  Jesus  mai.es  us  wife. 

5  We  give  our  fouls  the  wounds  they  fee}e 
We  drink  the  p&is'nous  gall, 
And  rufh  with  fury  down  to  hell  ; 
But  heav'n  prevents  the  fa.il.] 

[6  The  man  pofiefs*d  amongft  the  tombs 
Cuts  his  own  ilem  and  c;ies ; 
He  foams  and  raves,   'till  Jesus  comes, 
And  the  foul  fpirit  flies.] 

CLIV.     S elf-righteoufnefs  infufticient. 
•i*  '  J %.~\  JHqvc  are  the  mourners  (faith  the  Lord) 
*■  \'y    That  wait  and  tremble  at  my  word  ? 
'*  That  walk  in  darknefs  all  the  day? 
'•  Ccrne,  make  my  name  your  truft  and  (lay, 

[2"  No  works  nor  duties  of  your  own 
"  Can  for  the  fmalleil  (in  atone; 
is  f  The  robes  that  nature  may  provide3 
"  Will  not  your  lead  pollutions  hide. 

3  "  The  foftefl  conch  that  nature  knows, 
"  Can  give  the  cqnfcience  no  repofe  : 

"  Look  to  my  right'oufhefs,  and  live  ; 
44  Comfort  and  peace  are  mine  to  give. 3 

4  "  Ye  fons  of  pride  that  kindle  coals 

'•  Witir  your  owr.  hauds.towarm  your  fouls, 
'*  Walk  in  the  light  o{  your  own  fire, 
*'  Enjoy  the  fparks  that  ye  dciire. 

5  "  This 

*  Ifa.  1.  ie,  ix.        |  Ifa.  xxviii,  20» 


Bsokll.       Spiritual   STo-nos.         *»}.* 

5  "  This  is  your  portion  at  my  hands •; 
"  Hell  waits  you  with  her  iron  band:  ; 
««  Ye  ihall  Ire  down  in  forrow  there, 
<<  In  death,   in  darkncfs,  and  deflate'" 

CLY .      CHaiST^r  Pa/over, 
j  y     O,  the  deftroying  angel  0i.es 

|    j      To  Pharaoh's  ftuVb®rn  land  "<-  * 
The  pride  and  flow'r  of  #£#(  d*es 
By  his  vindictive  hand. 

a  -He  pafs'd  the  tents  of  Jacob  o'er. 
Nor  pour'd  the  wrath  divine  ; 
He  faw  the  bloed  on  ev'ry  door, 
And  -btefs'd  the  peaceful  fign. 

,3  Thus  the  appointed  Iamb  muft  bleeds  T 
To  break  th'  Egyptian  yfcke ; 
Thus  Ifr'el  is  from  bondage iiecd, 
And  'fcapes  the  angel's  ilroke. 

4  Lord,  if  my  heart  were  fprin: 
,      With  blood  fo  rich  aS  thine, 

Juftice  no  longer  would  purius 
This  guilty"  foul  of  mine. 

5  Jesus  our  PaiTover  was  (lain, 

And  has  at  once  procur'd 
Freedom  from  i'atan's  heavy  ckakt, 
And  God's  avenging  fword. 

CLVI.    Prefumpiion  and  defpair;   or,  fatatfs 

various  temptations, 
1  T  Hate  the  tempter  and  his  charms, 
X     1  hate  his  fiatt'ring  breath ; 
The  ferpent  takes  a  thoufand  forms 
To  cheat  our  fouls  to  death. 

3"  He  feeds  our  hopes  with  airy  dreams, 
Or  kills  with  flaviih  fear ; 
And  holds  us  ftiil  in  wide  extremes* 
Premmntion,  or  defpair, 

3  Now 


214  Hymns    and  Boole  IL  1 

3  Now  he  perfuades,  Hoao  eafy  'tis 
To  <waik  the  road  to  keav  n ; 
Anon  he  fweils  oar  fins,  and  cries, 
They  cannot  be  forgrfn. 

[4  He  bids  young  fuiners,  Tet  force ar 
To  think  of  God,  or  death ; 
For  prayer  and  devotion  are 
But  melancholly  breath. 

5  lie  tells  the  aged,  They  muft  die, 

And  'tis  too  late  to  pray  ; 
In  vain  for  mercy  noiv  they  cryt 
For  they  have  loji  their  day. 2 

6  Thus  he  Supports  hh  cruel  throne 

By  mifchief  and  deceit; 
And  drags  the  ions  of  Adam  down 
To  darknefs  and  the  pit. 

7  Almighty  God,  cut  fhort  his  pow'r, 

Let  him  in  darknefs  dwell; 
And,  that  he  v«:x  the  earth  no  more, 
Confine  him  down  to  hell. 

CLV1I.     The  fame. 

1  TVTQ'W  fetan  comes  with  dreadful  roary 
J[^J      And  threatens  to  deH:roy  ; 

Ke  worries  wiom  he  can't  devour 
With  a  malicious  joy. 

2  Ye  fons  of  God,  oppofe  his  rage, 

Refill:,   and  he'll  t»e  gene  ; 
Thus  did  oar  deareft  Lord  engage 
And  vanquiih  him  alone. 

3  Now  he  appears  aimolt  divide, 

Like  innocence  and  lovj*. 
But  the  old  ierpent  lurks  wi-hin, 
When  he  aliumes  the  dove. 

4  Fly  from  the  falfe  deceiver's  tongue, 

Ye  k>iis  of  Adam,  flyj  Cur 


Beak  II.       Spiritual   Songs.         215 

Our  parents  found  the  fnare  too  ftrong, 
Nor  fhould  the  children  try. 

hhVlll.  Few faved;  or,  the  almaft  Cbriftian, 
the  hypocrite y  and  apoftaU. 

,  1   "F)  Road  is  the  road  that  leads  to  death, 
J3   -^nd  thoufands  walk  together  there  j 
But  wifdom  mews  a  narrower  path, 
With  here  and  there  a  traveller. 

2    Deny  thyfelf>  and  take  thy  crofs, 
Is  the  Redeemer's  great  command  ? 
Nature  mull  count  her  gold  but  drofs9 
If  lhc  would  gain  this  heav  nly  land. 

g  The  fearful  foul  that  tires  and  faints, 
And  walks  the  ways  of  God  no  more. 
Is  but  eiteem'd  almolt  a  faint, 
And  makes  his  own  de&rucYion  fare, 

4  Lord  let  not  all  my  hopes  be  vain, 
Create  my  hearc  entirely  new; 
Which  hypocrites  could  ne'er  attain, 
Which  faife  apoftates  never  knew. 

CLIX.  An  unconverted  ft  ate  ;  or,  converting 

grm.ee  A{ 
[  1    ^"^  Reat  King  of  Glory  and  of  Grace ! 
VJI"     We  own,  with  humble  fhame, 
How  vile  is  our  degenYate  race, 
And  our  firft  father's  name.] 

2  From  Adam  Sows  our  tainted  blood. 
The  poiibn  reigns  within, 
Makes  us  averfe  to  all  that's  good., 
And  willing  flaves  to  £n. 

[3  Daily  we  break  thy  holy  laws, 
And  then  reject  thy  grace; 
Engag'o  in  the  old  ferpent's  canfe, 
Agaraft  our  Maker's  face,] 

a  We 


2%6  Hymns    and  Book  II, 

4  We  live  eftrang'd  afar  from  God, 

And  love  the  diit^nce  well ; 
With  hafte  we  run  ths  dang'rous  toad 
That  leads  to  death  and  hell. 

5  And  can  fuch  rebels  be  reftor'd? 

Such  natures  made  divine  ! 
Let  finners  fee  thv  glory,  LoRDf 
And  feel  this  pow'r  of  thine. 

6  We  raiie  our  Father's  name  on  high, 

Who  his  own  Spirit  fends 
To  bring  rebellious  Grangers  nigh, 
And  turn  his  foes  to  friends. 

CLX.     Cufiom  in  Jin. 
2   T     ET  the  wild  leopards  of  the  wood 
1    J  Put  off  the  fpois  that  nature  gives ; 
1  hen  may  the  wicked  turn  to  God, 
And  change  thtir  tempers,  arid  their  lives. 

2  As  well  might  Ethiopian  Haves 

W  lh  out  the  darkneis  of  their  fkin; 
The  deqd  as  well  may  leave  their  graves, 
As  old  tranfgreifors  ceafe  to  fin. 

3  Where  vice  has  held  its  empire  long, 
'Twill  not  endure  the  leaft  controui ; 
None  but  a  pow'r  divinely  ftrong 
Can  turn  the  current  of  the  foul. 

4  Great  God  !  I  own  thy  pcw'r  divine, 
That  works  to  change  th:s  heart  of  mme  ; 
I  would  be  form'd  anew,  and  blefs 

The  wonders  of  creating  grace. 

CLXI.  Cbriflian  virtues ;  or,  the  difficulty -of 

converjion. 
I   O  Trait  is  the  way,  the  door  is  ftrait, 
^     That  leads  to  joys  on  high;  * 

'Tis  but  a  few  that  find  the  gate, 
While  crowds  miitake  and  die, 

2  Be- 


'Book  II.       Spiritual    Songs.  2 17 

2  Beloved  felf  mud  be  deny'd, 
The  mind  and  will  renew'd, 
Paffion  fupprefs'd,    and  patience  try'd, 
And  rain  defires  fubdu'd. 

[3  Flefh  is  a  dang'rous  foe  to  grace, 
Where  it  prevails  and  rules; 
Fleili  mud  be  humbled,  pride  abas'a, 
Left-  they  deftroy  our  fouls. 

The  love  of  gold  be  banifh'd  hence, 

(That  vile  idolatry) 
And  ev'ry  member,   ev'ry  fenfc, 

In  fweet  fubje-flion  lie. 

5  The  tongue,    that  moft  unruly  pow'r, 

Requires  a  ftrong  reftraint : 

We  muil  be  watchful,  ev'ry  hour, 

And  pray,  but  never  faint.] 

6  Lord  !   can  a  feeble,  helplefs  worm 

Fulfil  a  tafk  fo  hard  ? 
Thy  grace  muft  all  my  work  perform,, 
And  give  the  free  reward. 

CLXIL     Meditation  of  heaven ;   cr,  the  joys 
cf  faith . 

1  "m  yTY  thoughts  farmount  thefe  lower  ikies, 
1VJL     And^iook  within  the  veil ; 

There  fprings  cf  endlefs  pleafure  rife, 
The  waters  never  fail. 

2  There  I  behold,  with  fweet  delight, 

The  BlerTed  Three  in  One ; 
And  ftrong  affections  fix  my  fight 
On  God's  incarnate  Son. 

3  His  promife  ftands  for  ever  firm, 

His  grace  ihail  ne'er  depart ; 
He  binds  my  name  upon  his  arm, 
Aiid  feals  it  on  his  heart. 

X  4  L!gh' 


218  H  Yi.i  k  s    and  Book  It. 

4  Light  are  the  pains  that  nature  I  rings  ; 

How  fhort  our  forrows  are, 
When  with  eternal,  future  things, 
The~prefent  we  compare ! 

5  I  would  not  be  a  frranger  (till 

To  that  celeftial  place, 
Where  1  for  ever  hope  to  dwell 
Near  my  Redeemer's  face. 

CLXIII.    Complaint  of  defcrtion  and  tdrnpta* 
tioni. 

I   lp\EAR  LoaD  !  beheld  our  fore  diftrefs; 
jLJ     ®UT  nns  attempt  to  reign ; 
Stretch  out  thine  arm  of  conqu'ring  grace., 
And  let  thy  fees  be  (lain. 

[2  The  lion  with  his  dreadful  mar 
Affrights  thy  feeble  fheep  : 
Reveal  the  glory  of  thy  pow'r. 
And  chain  him  to  the  deep. 

3'Muft  ve  indulge  a  lonrr  defrair  ? 
Shall  our  petitions  die: 
Our  mournings  never  reach  thine  ear, 
Nor  tears  affecT  thine  eye? 3 

4  If  thou  defpife  a  mortal  groan. 

Yet  hear  a  Saviour's,  blood; 
An  Advocate  fo  near  the  throne 
Pleads  and  prevails  with  Gen. 

5  He  brought  the  Spirit's  powerful  fword. 

To  flay  our  deadly  foes : 
Our  fins  fhal!  die  beneath  thy  word, 
And  hell  in  vain  oppofe. 

i.  How  boundlefs  is  our  Father's  grace, 
In  heighth,  and  depth,  and  length! 
He  made  his  Son  our  right'qtifeefs. 
His  Spirit  is  our  ftrcr.gth. 

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Book  II.       Spiritual   Songs.         219 

CLXIV.      The  end  of  the  world. 

1  TT7HY  fhould  this  earth  delight  us  fo  ? 

VV      Why  mould  we  fix  our  eyes 
On  thefe  low  grounds  where  forrows  grow, 
And  ev'ry  pleasure  dies  ? 

2  While  time  his  fnargeffi  teeth  prepares 

Our  comforts  to  devour, 
There  is  a  land  above  the  ftars, 
And  joys  above  his  pow'r. 

3  Nature  (hall  be  dhfolv'd  and  die, 

The  fun  mull  end  his  race, 
The  earth  and  fea  for  ever  fly 
Before  my  Saviour's  face. 

4  When  will  that  glorious  morning  the  ? 

When  the  iaft  trumpet  found, 
And  call  the  nations  to  the  ikies, 
From  underneath  the  ground  ? 

CLXV.     Unfruitful  nefjt  ignorance,  and  un- 
fantlified  affections. 

1  T     ONG  have  I  fat  beneath  the  found 
J ^     Of  thy  ialvation,  Lord; 

But  ftill  how  weak  my  faith  is  found, 
And  knowledge  of  thy  word  i 

2  Oft  I  frequent  thy  holy  place, 

And  hear  almoft  in  vain : 
How  fmall  a  portion  of  thy  grace 

My  mem'ry  can  retain  ! 

[3  My  dear  Almighty,  and  my  God, 
How  little  art  thou  known 
By  all  the  judgments  of  thy  rod,. 
And  bleffings  of  thy  throne ! 

4  How  cold  and  feeble  is  my  love ! 
flow  negligent  my  fear  ! 
How  low  my  hope  of  joys  above ! 
How  few  aiFeSions  there!] 

X  %  c  Great 


2-20  Hymns    a?id  Book  II „ 

5   Great  God!  thy  fov'reign  pow'r  impart, 
To  give  thy  word  fuccefs ; 
Write  thy  falvation  in  my  heart," 
And  make  me  learn  thy  grace. 

[6  Shew  my  forgetful  feet  the  way 
That  leads  to  joys  on  high; 
There  knowledge  grows  without  decay, 
-    And  love  lhall  never  die.] 

CLXVI.     The  thine  ferfeilhns* 
I  TJOW  mall  I  praife  th'  eternal  God, 
XjL     That  infinite  Unknown  ! 
Who  can  afcend  his  high  abode, 
Or  venture  near  his  throne  ? 

[2  The  great  Invifible  i   he  dwells 
ConceaPd  in  dazzling  light ; 
But  his  all-fearching  eye  reveals 
The  fecrets  of  the  night-. 

3  Thofe  watchful  eyes  that  never  fieep 
Survey  the  worid  around  ; 
His  wifdom  is  a  boundlefs  deep, 

Where  all  our. thoughts. are  drown'd.J 

[4  Speak  we  of  ftrength?    his  arm  is  firong, 
To  fave  or  to  deftroy  ; 
Infinite  years  his  life  prolong, 
And  endlefs  is  his  joy.] 

[5  He  knows  no  fhadow  of  a  change, 
Nor  alters  his  decrees  ; 
Firm  as  a  rock  his  truth  remains, 
To  guard  his  promiies.] 

[6  Sinners  before  his  prefence  die  : 
How  holy  is  his  name! 
His  anger  and  his  jealoufy 
Burn  like  devouring  name.] 

7   Jufticc  upon  a  dreadful  throne 

Maintains  the  rights  of  God  ;  While 


221 

While  mercy  fends  her  pardons  down, 
Bought  with  a  Saviour's  blood, 

8  Now  to  my  foul,  immortal  Kin?:. 
Speak  fome  forgiving  word  ; 
Then  'twill  be  double  joy  to  fing 
The  glories  of  my  Lord. 

CLX VII.     The  divine  perfettions, 

I    •""^Reat  God  !   thy  glories  fhall  employ 
VJT  My  holy  fear,  my  humble  joy  ; 
My  lips,  in  fongs  of  honour  bring, 
Their  tribute  to  th'  eternal  King. 

[2  Earth  and  the  flars,  and  worlds  unknown, 
Depend  precarious  on  his  throne  ; 
All  nature  hangs  upon  his  word, 
And  grace  and  glory  own  their  Lord  J 

[3  His  fov'reign  pow'r  what  mortal  knows  ? 
If  he  command,  who  dare  oppofe  ? 
With  itrength  he  girds  himfelf  around, 
And  treads  the  rebels  to  the  ground. ~\ 

£4  Who  fhall  pretend  to  teach  him  fkill,^ 
Or  guide  the  counfels  of  his  will  ? 
His  wifdom,  like  a  fea  divine, 
Flows  deep  and  high  beyond  our  line,] 

[5  His  name  is  holy,  and  his  eye 
Burns  with  immortal  jealoufy ; 
He  hates  the  ions  of  pride,  and  Iheds  -■ 
His  fiery  vengeance  on  their  heads.] 

f6  The  beamings  of  his  piercing  fight 
Bring  dark  hypocrify  to  light ; 
Death  and  deftruction  naked  lie, 
And  hell  uncover'd  to  his  eye.] 

[7  Th'  eternal  law  before  him  ftands ; 
His  juAice,  wish  impartial  hands, 

X  3  Divides 


222  Hymns    and  Book  II. 

Divides  to  all  their  due  reward, 
Or  by  the  fceptre,  or  the  i  word.  3 

[8  His  mercy,  like  a  boundlefs  fea, 
Wafhes  our  load  of  guilt  away; 
While  his  own  Son  came  down  and  dy'd, 
T1  engage  his  juftice  on  our  fide.] 

[9  Each  of  his  words  demands  my  faith. 
My  foul  can  reft  on  all  he  faith ; 
His  truth  inviolably  keeps 
The  largeft  promife  of  his  lips,  j 

10  Oh,  tell  me,  with  a  gentle  voice, - 
Thou  art  my  God,  and  I'll  rejoice  ! 
FilPd  with  thy  love,  1  dare  proclaim 
The  brighteft  honours  of  thy  name. 

CLXVIII.      The  fame. 

1  TEhovah  reigns,  his  throne  is  high, 
rJ    His  robes  are  light  and  majefty  ; 
His  glory  mines  with  beams  fo  bright, 
No  mortal  can  fuftain  the  fight. 

2  His  terrors  keep  the  world  in  awe, 
His  juixice  guards  his  holy  'aw, 
His  love  reveals  a  fmiling  face. 

His  truth  ar.d  promife  feai  the  grace. 

g   Thro'  all  his  works  his  wifdom  mines, 
And  baffles  fatan's  deep  defigns: 
His  pov/'r  is  fov'reign  to  fulfil 
The  nobleft  counsels  of  his  will. 

4  And  will  this  glorious  Lord  defcend 
To  be  my  Father,  a^d  my  Friend  ? 
Then  let  my  fongs  with  angels  join; 
Heav'n  is  fecure,  if  Gcd  be  mine. 

CLXIX.    The  fame;  as  the  cxlviii.  Pfdl 
>HE  Lord  Jehovah  reigns, 
Eis  throne  is  built  on  high  5 

The 


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The  garments  he  affumes, 
Are  light  and  majefty ; 

His  glories  mine 

With  beams  fo  bright*. 

No  mortal  eye 

Can  bear  the  fight. 

2  The  thunders  of  his  hand 
Keep  the  wide  world  in  awe; 
His  wrath  and  juliice  (land 
To  guard  his  holy  law : 

And  where  his  love 

Refolves  to  ble's, 

His  truth  confirms 

And  feal's  the  grace. 

3  Thro'  all  his  ancient  works 
Surprifmg  wifdom  ihines, 
Confounds  the  pow'rs  of  hell3 
And  breaks  their  eurs'd  defigns.; 
Strong  is  his  arm, 

And  ihcdi  Mm 

"His  great  decrees, 
His  fov'reign  will, 

&:  And  can  this  mighty  King 
Of  Glory  condefcend  ? 
And  will  he  write  his  name, 
My  Father  and  my  Friend  ? 

I  love  his  n^rne, 

I  love  his  word; 

Join  all  my  pow'rs, 

And  praife  the  Loan. 

CLXX.  God  incomprehenjible  and  foveriigft\ 
[  1  */"~><  AN  creatures,  to  perfection,  find 
V_J  Th' eternal,  uncreated  mind  ? 
Cr  can  the  large  ft  ftretch  of  thought 
Meaiure  and  fearch  his  nature  out  ? 


Job  xi.  7,  6c, 


3.24  Hymns    and  E  wk  I- 

2  'Tis  high  as  heav'n,   'tis  deep  as  hell, 
And  what  can  mortals  know,  or  tell  ? 
His  glory  fpreads  beyond  the  fky, 
And  ail  the  finning  worlds  en  high. 

3  But  man,  vain  man,  would  fain  be  wife, 
Born  like  a  wild  young  colt,  he  flies 
Thro'  all  the  follies  of  his  mind, 

And  fmells  and  fnuffs  the  empty  wind.] 

4  God  is  a  King  of  pow'r  unknown; 
Firm  are  the  orders  of  his  throne: 
If  he  refolve,  who  dare  oppofe, 
Or  afk  him  why, .  or  what  he  docs  ? 

5  He  wounds  the  heart,  and  he  makes  wholes 
He  calms  the  tempeft  of  the  foul : 

When  he  ihuts  up  in  long  defpair, 
Who  can  remove  the  heavy  bar  ? 

6  *  He  frowns,  and  darknefs  veils  the  moon. 
The  fainting  fun  grows  dim  at  noon: 

f  The  pillars  of  heav'n-'s  ftarry  roof 
Tremble  and  ftart  at  his  reproof. 

7  He  gave  the  vaulted  heav'n  its  form, 
The  crooked  ferpent,  and  the  worm; 
He  breaks  the  billows  with  his  breath, 
And  fmites  the  fons  of  pride  to  death. 

8  Thefe  are  a  portion  of  his  ways ; 
But  who  lhaJl  dare  defcribe  his  face  ; 
Who  can  endure  his  light  ?  or  ftand 
To  hear  the  thunders  of  his  hand  ? 

*  Job  xxv.  5.  f  Job  xxvi.   11,  &£» 


The  End  of  the  Second  Book. 

HYMNS 


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HYMN    S 

AND 

Spiritual    Songs. 


book     III. 

Prepared  for   the   Holy  Ordinance 
of  the  Lord's  Supper. 


I.      The  Lord's  Supper  injliiuied,     I  Cor. 
XI;    23,   Be. 

&XCXWAS  on  that  dark,  that  doleful  night, 
MTjjgC  When  pow'rs  of  earth  and  hell  arofe 
^t^CSi  -^ga'n^  tne  Son  of  God's  delight, 

And  friends  betray 'd  him  to  his  foes, 

3  Before  the  mournful  fcene  began, 

He  took  the  bread,    and  blefs'd  and  brake: 
What  love  thro'  all  his  actions  ran ! 
What  wond'rous  words  of  grace  he  fpake ! 

3    This  is  my  nodv.   broke  for  Jin, 
Receive  a??  J  eat  the  living  food :    . 
Then  took  the  cup,  and  biefs'd  the  wine  ; 
'77/  the  new  covenant  in  my  blood. 

f  4  For  us  his  fiefa  with  nails  was  torn, 

He  bore  the  fcourge,  he  felt  the  thorn ; 
_  And  juftice  pour'd  upon  his  head 
Its  heavy  vengeance,  in  our  (lead. 

5  For 


^"26  Hymns    and  Book  111= 

5  For  us  his  vital  blood  was  fpilt, 
To  buy  the  parden  of  our  guilt; 
When,  for  black  crimes  of  biggeft  fize, 
He  gave  his  foul  a  facrifice.] 

6  Do  this  (he  cry'd) '////  time  fall  end,    . 
In  meni'ry  of  your  dying  Friend  ; 

Meet  at  my  table,  and  record 
The  love  of  your  departed  Lord. 

[7  Jesus,  thy  feaft  we  celebrate, 

We  lhevv  thy  death,  we  fing  thy  name, 
'Tili  thou  return,   and  we  fnall  eat 
The  marriage  iupper  of  the  Lamb.] 

II;  Can  muni  on  with  Christ  and  with  faint s  ■ 
:  Cor.  x.    16,   17. 

[j    TESUS  invites  his  faints 

J      To  meet  around  his  board; 
Kere  pardon'd  rebels  fit  and  hold 
Communion  with  their  Lord.  , 

2  For  food  he  gives  his  ffefn ; 
He  bids  us  drink  his  blood : 

Amazing  favour  !  matchlefs  grace 
Of  our  descending  God!] 

3  This  holy  bread  and  wine, 
Maintains  our  fainting  breath, 

By  union  with  our  living  Lord 
And  int'reft  in  his  death. 

4  Our  heav'nly  Father  calk 
Christ  and  his  members  one; 

We  the  young  children  of  his  love, 
And  he  the  nrit-born  Son. 

5  We  are  but  fev'ral  parts 
Of  the  fame  broken  bread ; 

One  body  hath  its  fever  al  limbs, 
But  Jesus  is  the  Head. 


•Book  III.       Spiritual    Songs..    S2# 

6        Let  all  our  pow'rs  be  join'd 

His  glorious  name  to  raife ; 
Pleafure  and  love  fill  ev'ry  mind, 

And  ev'ry  voice  be  praiie. 

III.  The  new  tefiament  in  the  blood  of  Chivst  ; 

or,  the  new  covenant  fealed. 

1  <THE  promife  of  my  Fathers  love 
1       Shall  fi  and  for  eve-r  good  .v 

He  feid,  and  gave  his  foul  to  death, 
And  feal'd  the  grace  with  blood. 

2  To  this  dear  cov'nant  of  thy  word 

I  fet  my  worthless  name ; 
1  feal  th'  engagement  to  my  Lord, 
And  make  my  humble  claim. 
2  The  light,  and  ftrength,  and  pard'ning  grace. 
And  glory,  (hall  be  mine; 
My  life  and  foul,  my  heart  and  nein, 
And  all  my  powers  are  thine. 

4  I  call  that  legacy  my  own 

Which  Jesus  did  bequeath; 
'Twas  purchas'd  with  a  dying  groan, 
And  ratify'd  in  death. 

5  Sweet  is  the  mem'i  y  of  his  name 

Who  blefs'd  us  in  Uk  will, 
And  to  his  te (lament  of  love 
Made  his  own  life  the  feal. 

IV.      ChrsitV  dying  love;    or,    our  pardon 

bought  at  a  dear  price, 
2  t  T.OW  condescending,  and  how  kind, 
W~\      Was  God's  eternal  Son  I 
Our  mis'ry  reach'd  his  heav'nly  mind, 
And  pity  brought  him  down. 
[2  When  juftice,  by  our  fms  provok'd, 
Drew  forth  its  dreadful  fword,     \ 


2  23  •  H  y  m  K  s    and  Book  III, 

He  gave  his  foul  up  to  the  ftrobe, 
Without  a  murm'ring  word.] 

[5  He  funk  beneath  our  heavy  woes, 
To  raife  us  to  his  throne : 
There's  ne'er  a  gift  his  hand  be  flows, 
But  coft  his  heart  a  groan.] 

4  This  was  companion  like  a  God, 
That  when  the  Saviour  knew 
The  price  of  pardon  was  his  blood, 
His  pity  ne'er  withdrew. 

c  Now  tho'  he  reigns  exalted  high, 
His  love  is  ftill  as  great : 
Well  he  remembers  Calvary, 
Nor  Jet  his  faints  forget. 

f  6  Here  we  behold  his  bowels  roll 
As  kind  as  when  he  dy'd, 
And  fee  the  forrows  of  his  foul 
Bleed  thro'  his  wounded  Cde.] 

[7  Here  we  receive  repeated  feals 
Of  Jesus'  dying  love: 
Hard  is  rhe  wretch  that  never  £eds 
One  foft  affeclion  n  ove.  ] 

8  Here  let  our  hearts  bfgm  to  melt, 
While  we  his  death  record, 
And,  with  our  joy  for  pardon 'd  guilt. 
Mourn  that  we  piere'd  the  Lord. 

V.  C  hk:  st  the  bread  of  life,  Jchnx  1.31, 15,19. 

1   T     E  T  us  adore  th'  eternal  Word, 
J_J     'Tis  he  our  fouls  hath  fed : 
Thou  art  our  living  Stream,  O  Lord, 
And  thou  th'  immortal  Bread. 

[2  The  manna  came  from  lower  &ies, 
But  Jesus  from  above, 

Where 


Beck  III.       Spiritual  Songl       229 

Where  the  frefh  fprings  of  pleafure  rifej 
And  rivers  flow  with  iove. 

3  The  Jenus,  the  fathers,  dyTd  at  laft, 

Who  eat  that  heav'nly  bread ; 

But  thefe  pro?ifiO&s  which  we  tafte 

Can  raife  us  from  the  dead.  ] 

4  Blefs'd  be  the  Lord,  that  gives  his  ikib 

To  nourifh  dying  mes; 
And  often  fpreads  his  table  frefh, 
Left  we  ihould  faint  again. 

5  Our  fouls  fhall  draw  their  he-av'nly  breath, 

Whilft  Jesus  finds  fupplies; 
Not  fhall  our  graces  fink  to  death. 
For  Jesus  never  dies. 

[6  Daily  ©ur  mortal  fiefh  decays, 

But  Christ  our  Life  fhall  come  ; 
His  unrefifted  pow'r  fnail  raife 
Cur  bodies  from  the  tomb.] 

VI.    The  memorial  of  our  ahfsnt  Lord,   John 
xvi.   \d.      Luke  xsiii   19.      John  xir.   3. 

1  YES  US  Is  gone  above  the  fkies, 

J    Where  our  weak  fenfes  reach  him  not  | 

And  carnal  objects  court  our  eyes-. 

To  thnad  our  Saviour  from  our  thought. 

2  Ke  knows  what  wand 'ring  hearts  we  have* 
Apt  to  forget  his  lovely  izee  ; 

And,  to  refrefb  our  mindg,  he  gave 
Thefe  kind  memorials  of  his  grace. 

3  The  Lord  of  Life  this  table  fpread 
With  his  own  flefh  and  dying  blood; 
We  on  the  rich  provifion  feed, 

And  ta£e  the  wks,  and  btefc  the  Gob, 

4  Let  finful  fweets  be  all  forgot, 
And  aarth  grow  lefs  in  our  eftcem  j 

Y  Ct-jrist 


i:o  Hymns    and  Book  III. 

Christ  and  his  love  fill  ev'ry  thought, 
And  faith  and  hope  be  fix'd  on  hfm. 

5  Whilft  he  is  abfent  from  our  fight, 
'Tis  to  prepare  our  fouls  a  place. 
That  we  may  dwell  in  heav'nly  lights 
And  live  for  ever  near  his  face. 

£6  Our  eyes  look  upwards  to  the  hills 
Whence  our  returning  Lord  fhall  come  ; 
We  wait  thy  chariot's  r.wful  wheels, 
To  fetch  our  longing  fpirits  home.j 

VII.     Crucifixion  to  tie  world  hj  the  crofs  of 
Chrjst,    Gal.  vi.   14. 

1  XT  7HEN  I  furvey  the  wond'rous  croft 

V V    On  which  the  Prince  of  Glory  dy'd, 
My  richeft  gain  I  count  but  lofs, 
And  pour  contempt  on  all  my  pride. 

2  Forbid  it,  Lord,  that  I  mould  bcaft;  •* 
Save  in  the  death  of  Christ  my  God  : 
AH  the  vain  things  that  charm  me  moll, 
I  facrificc  them  to  his  blood. 

3  See  from  his  head,  his  hands,  his  feet, 
Sorrow  and  love  flow  mingled  down ! 
Did  e'er  fueh  love  and  forrow  meet  ? 
Or  thonns  compofc  fo  rich  a  crown  ? 

[4  His  dying  crimfon,  like  a  robe, 
Spreads  o'er  his  body  on  the  tree ; 
Then  am  I  dead  to  all  the  globe, 
.  And  ali  the  globe  is  dead  to  me.] 

c  Were  the  whole  realm  of  nature  mine, 
That  were  a  prefent  far  too  fmall : 
X-ove  fo  amazing,  fo  diviae, 
Demands  my  foul,  my  life,  my- all. 

VIII. 


Book  III.       Spiritual  Songs.        sip 

VIII.     The  Tree  of  Life. 

[iy^OME,  let  us  join  a  joyful  tune 
\^_j     To  our  exalted  Lord, 
Ye  faints  on  high  around  his  throne, 
And  we  around  his  board. 

a  While  once  upon  this  lower  ground 
Weary  and  faint  ye  ftood; 
What  dear  refreihment  here  ye  found 
From  this  immortal  food  !] 

5  The  Tree  of  Life3  that  near  the  throne 

In  heav'n's  high  garden  grows, 
Ladcm  with  grace,  bends  gently  down 
Its  ever-fmiling  boughs. 

[  $  Hcv'ring  amongft  the  leaves,  there  Hands 
The  fweet  ceieftial  Dove, 
And  Jesus  on  the  branches  hangs 
The  banner  of  his  love.  J 

£5  'Tis  a  young  heav'n  of  ftrange  delight 
While  in  his  fhade  we  fit ; 
His  fruit  is  pleating  to  the  fight, 
Aad  to  the  tafte  as  fweet. 

6  New  life  it  ipreads  thro'  dying  heart?. 

And  chears  the  dropping  mind; 
Vigour  and  joy  the  juice  imparts, 
Without  a  fiing  behind.] 

7  Now  let  the  flaming  weafon'ftanjf, 

And  P'uar-i  ail  Eden's  trees  : 
There's  ne'er  a  plant  in  all  that  land 
That  bears  inch  fruit  as  thefe. 

8  Infinite  grace  cur  fouls  adore, 

Whole  wond?rous  hand  has  made 
This  living  Branch  of  fov'reign  pow'r 
To  raiie  and  heal  the  dead, 

Y  2  IX, 


232  Hymks    ani  Book  III. 

IX.      The  Spirit  t    the  water,    and  tie  bhod, 
i  John  v.  6  c 

i   T     ET  all  our  tongues  be  one, 
X_j     To  praife  our  God  on  '-■- . 
Who  from  his  bofom  fent  his  Son 
To  fetch  us  ftrangers  nigh. 

2  Nor  let  our  voices  ceafe 

To  fing  the  Saviour's  name ; 
Jesus,  th'  Ambaffadcr  of  Peace, 
How  chearfuliy  he  came ! 

3  It  co£  him  crjes  and  tears 
To  hring  us  near  to  God  ; 

Great  was  our  debt,  and  he  app*ars 
To  make  the  payment  good.    ^ 

f  4  My  Saviour's  pierced  fide 
Pcur'd  out  a  double  Hoed ; 
By  water  we  are  purify' J, 

And  pardon'd  by  the  blood. 

5  Infinite  was  our  guilt, 

But  he,  our  Prieit,  atones ; 
On  the  cold  ground  his  life  was  fpilt, 
And  offer'd  with  his  groans.] 

6  Lock  up,  sny  foul,  to  him 
Whofe  death  was  thy  defert, 

And  humbly  view  the  living  ftream 
Flow  from  his  breaking  heart. 

7  There,  on  the  curfed  tree, 
la  dying  pangs  he  lies, 

Fulfils  his  Father's  great  decree, 
And  ail  our  wants  fupplics. 

8  Thus  the  Redeemer  came, 
By  water,  and  by  blood : 

*And  when  the  fpirit  fpeafcs  the  fame» 
We  feel  his  witnefs  good. 

9  Whilr 


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9  While  the  eternal  Three     I 
Bear  their  record  abcve, 
Here  I  believe  he  dy'd  for  me, 

And  feai'd  my  Saviour's  love. 

[10  Lord,  cleanfe  my  foul  from  fin, 
Nor  let  thy  grace  depart ; 
Great  Comforter  !   abide  within, 
And  witnefs  to  my  heart.] 

%.  Christ  crucified;  Me  Wifdotn  and \Ps*wet 
cf God. 

1  lk^ TAture  with  open  volume  (lands, 
X^   To  fpread  her  Maker's  praife  abroad; 
And  ev'ry  labour  of  his  hands 

Shews  fomething  worthy  of  a  God  ; 

2  But  in  the  grace  that  refcu'd  man, 
His  brightelt'form  of  glory  mines; 
Here,  on  the  erofs,   'tis  faireft  drawn 
Iti- precious  blood,  and  crimfon  lines. 

[3  Here  his  whole  name  appears  complete ; 
Nor  wit  can  guefs,  nor  reafon  prove, 
Which  of  the  letters  beft  is  writ, 
The  PowV,  the  Wifdomy  or  the  Love,  j 

4  Here  I  behold  his  innaofl  heart, 

Where  grace  and  vengeance  llrangeiy  join^ 
Piercing  his  Son  with  fharpeft  fmart, 
To  make  the  purchas'd  pleafures  mine. 

5  O!  the  fweet  wonders  of  that  crofs 
Where  Gon  the  Saviour  lov'd  and  dj'dl 
Her  nobteft  life  my  fpirit  draws 

From  his  dear  wounds  and  bleeding  fide5 

6  I  would  for  ever  fpeak  his  name 
In  founds  to  mortal  ears  unknown, 
With  angels  join  to  praife  the  Lamb, 
And  worfhip  at  his  Father's  throne. 

y  2  xi; 


§3$  Hymhs   and  Book  III, 

XI.     Pardon  brought  to  our  fenfes. 
i  "T    ORD,  how  divine  thy  comforts  are  \ 
\_j     How  heav'nly  is  the  place 
Where  Jesus  fpreads  the  facrsd  feafl: 
Of  his  redeeming  grace  ! 

2  There  the  rich  bounties  of  our  Goo. 

And  fweeteft  glories  lliine  ; 
There  Jesus  fays,  that  1  am  his* 
And  my  Beloved's  mine. 

3  Here,  {fays  the  kind  redeeming  Lqrb, 

And  (hews  his  wounded  fide) 
See  here  the  fpring  of  all  your  joys, 
That  oben'd  when  I  d/d  ! 

[4  He  fmiles,  and  chears  my  mournful  hzzrt, 
And  tells  of  ail  his  paia  : 
All  this,  fays  he,  /  lore  for  thee> 
And  then  he  {miles  again.] 

5   What  fhall  we  pay  our  heav'nly  King 
For  grace  fo  vaift  as  this  ? 
He  brings  our  pardon  to  our  eyes, 
And  feals  it  with  a  kiis. 

^6  Let  fuch  amazing  loves  as  thefc 
Be  founded  all  abroad  ; 
Such  favours  are  beyond  degrees, 
And  worthy  of  a  God.] 

[7  To  him  that  wafh'd  us  in  his  blood 

Be  evedafting  praife, 
■     Salvation,  honour,  glory,  pow'r, 

Eternal  as  his  days  ] 

XII.      The  gofpelfeajl,    Luke  xiv.   16,  tie 
^lTTOW  rich  arc  thy  provifions,  Lord  ! 
JnL  Thy  table  furoifh'd  from  above! 
The  fruits  of  life  o'erfpread  the  board, 
The  cup  o'erfbws  with  heav'aJy  love. 

2  Thine 


Book  III.         SfHITVAt     S&NGS.  S35' 

2  Thine  ancient  family,  the  Jews^ 
Were  firft  invited  to  the  feaft : 
We  humbly  take  what  they  refufe> 
And  Gentiles  thy  falvation  tafte, 

^  We  are  the  poor,  the  blind,  the  lame, 
And  help  was  far,  and  death  was  sigh! 
But,  at  the  gofpel-call  we  cams, 
And  ev'ry  want  receiv'd  fapply. 

4  From  the  high»way  that  leads  to  hell* 
From  paths  of  darkfiefs  and  defpair, 
Lord,  we  are  come  with  thee  to  dwdH* 
Glad  to  enjoy  thy  prefence  here.] 

[  5  What  mall  we  pay  th'  eternal  Soc, 
That  left  the  heaven  of  hit  abode. 
And  to  this  wretched  earth  came  dcup&> 
To  bring  us  wand  Vers  back  to  Gofc  I 

6  It  coft  him  death  to  fave  our  live*  ; 
To  buy  our  fouls*  it  coft  his  own  i 
And  all  the  unknown  joys  he  gives 
Were  bought  with  agonies  unknown, 

7  Our  everlafting  love  h  due 

To  him  that  ranfom'd  finners  loft  ; 
And  pity'd  rebels,   when  he  knew 
The  YZ&  expence  his  love  would  cod.] 

XIII.     Dhlne  love  making  a  feafl,  and  cpll* 
ing  in  the  guejis,  Luke  siv.   17,22,23. 

2  TjrQW  fweet  and  awful  is  the  place,    \ 
1  1     With  Christ  within  the  dcofs^      % 
While  everlafting  love  difpSays 
The  choiceft  cf  her  fbres  4 

2  Here  ev'ry  bowel  of  our  God 
With  feft  companion  rolls  ; 
Here  peace  and  pardon,  bought  with  bIooc!a 
Is  food  for  d^g  £mis, 

[3  While 


296  Hymns    and  Book  III v 

[3  While  all  our  hearts  and  all  our  fongs 
Join  to  admire  the  feaft, 
Each  of  us  cry,  with  thankful  tongues, 
11  Lord,  why  was  I  a  gueft? 

4  "  Why  was  I  made  to  hear  thy  voice, 

"  And  enter  while  there's  room; 
M  When  thoufands  make  a  wretched  choicer 
"  And  rather  ftarve  than  come?"] 

5  'Twas  the  fame  love  that  fpread  the  feaft, 

That  fweetly  fore'd  us  is  ; 
Elfe  we  had  ftill  refus'd  to  tafte, 
And  periiVd  in  our  fin. 

[6  Fity  the  rations,  O  our  God, 
Conftrain  the  earth  to  come; 
Send  thy  viclorious  word  abroad, 
And  bring  the  ftrangers  home. 

?  Tvre  long  to  fee  thy  churches  full, 
That  all  the  chofen  race 
Hay  with  one  voice,  and  heart,  and  fou!: 
Sing  thy  redeeming  grace.] 

XW.       The  fong  of  Simeon  ;    or,   a  fight  of 
Christ  makes  death  eaj~y>  Luke  ii.   28. 

1  T^k TOW  have  our  hearts  embrae'd  our  God 
JLNi    We  would  forget  all  earthly  charms? 
.And  with  to  die,  as  Simeon  wou'd 

With  his  young  Saviour  in  his  arms. 

2  Our  lips  (hould  learn  that  joyful  fong 
Were  tut  our  hearts  prepar'd  like  his; 
"  Our  fouls  flill  waiting  to  be  gone, 

*'  And,  at  thy  word,  depart  ha  peace. 

3  "  Here  we  have  feen  thy  face,  O  Lord, 
"  And  view  falvation  with  our  eyes, 

"  Tailed  and  felt  the  living  Word, 

il  The  Bread  defceading  from  the  ikies. 

4  "  Thoir 


Book  III.      Spiritual   Sonoj.       23? 

4  " 'Thou  haft  prepar'd  this  dying  Lamb, 
"  Haft  fet  his  biood  before  our  face, 

"  To  teach  the  terrors  of  thy  namer 
"  And  fkew  the  woaders  of  thy  grace. 

5  *<  He  is  our  Light,  our  Mormng-ftar 
<f  Shall  dune  on  nations  yet  unknown; 
"  The  glory  of  thine  Ifr'el  here, 

u  And  joy  of  fpirite  near  the  throne." 

XV.     Our  Lord  Jesus  a  fits  awn  talk. 

[1  ^T^HE  mem'ry  of  oar  dying  Lord 
X       Awakes  a  thankful  tongue  : 
How  rich  he  fpread  his  royal  board, 
And  blefs'd  the  toad,  and  fung. 

3  Kappy  the  men  that  eat  this  bread, 
But  double-blefs'd  was  he 
That  gently  bow'd  his  loving  head9 
And  i«an*d  it,  Lord,  on  thee. 

3  By  faith  the  fame  delights  we  tails 

As  that  great  fav'rite  did* 
And  fit  and  lean  on  Jesus'  brea(t„ 
And  Cake  the  heav'nly  bread.] 

4  Down  from  the  palace  of  the  ikies 

Hithtr  the  King  defcends ! 
"  Com*,  my  Beloved,  eat  (he  cries) 
'*  And  drink  ialvation,  friends. 

[5  "  My  fklh  is  food  and  phyfic  too, 
"  A  balm  for  all  your  pains : 
"  And  the  red  dreams  of  pardon  flow 
"  From  thefe  my  pierced  veins. "3 

6  Hofanaa  to  his  bounteous  love, 
For  fuch  a  feaft  below ! 
And  yet  he' feeds  his  faints  above 
With  nobler  blefimgs  too, 

[7  Come, 


9  38  Htmks    and  Boo1' 

£7  Come,  the  dear  day,  tlic  glorious  hour, 
That  brings  our  foub  to  reft ! 
Then  we  mall  need  thefe  types  no  more> 
But  dwell  at  th'  heav'nly  feail.] 

XVI.     'The  agonies  of  Christ. 

i  "VJQW  let  our  pains  be  all  forgot, 
J[^|      Our  hearts  no  more  repine; 
Our  fuff'rings  are  not  worth  a  thought, 
When,  Lord,  compar'd  with  thme. 

2  In  lively  figures  here  we  fee 

The  bleeding  Prince  of  Lore; 
Each  of  us  hope,  toe  dy\\  for  me, 
And  then  our  griefs  remove. 

f  3  Our  humble  faith  here  takes  her  rife. 
While  fitting  round  his  board; 
And  back  to  Calvary  me  flies, 
To  view  her  groaning  Lord. 

4  His  foul,  what  agonies  it  felt 

When  his  own  God  withdrew; 
And  the  large  load  of  all  our  guilt 
Lay  heavy  on  him  too, 

5  But  the  divinity  within 

Supported  him  to  bear; 
Dying,  he  conquer'd  heH  and  fin, 
And  made  his  triumph  there,]    . 

6  Grace,  wifdom,  juflice,  join'd  and  wrought 

The  wonders  of  that  day : 
No  mortal  wmgue  nor  mortal  thought 
Can  equal  thanks  repay. 

7  Our  hymns  fhculd  found  like  thofe  above, 

Could  we  our  voices  raife ; 
Yet,  Lord,  our  hearts  fhail  all  be  love, 
And  all  our  lives  be  praife. 

XV II. 


Bock  III.       S?i*iT.uAfc   Songs.       2$$ 

XVII.      Incomparable  food ;    or,    the  fiefh  and 
blood  of  Christ. 

[i    TX/E  fmg  th'  amazing  deeds 

\  \'       That  grace  divine  performs; 
Th'  eternal  God  comes  down,  and  bleeds, 
To  nouriili  dying  worms. 

2  This  foul  -reviving  wine, 
Dear  Saviour,   'tis  thy  blood; 

We  think  that  facred  flefh  of  thine3 
For  this  immortal  food,  j 

3  The  banquet  that  we  eat 

Is  made  of  he&v'uly  things; 
Earth  hath  no  dainties  half  fo  iv/eet 
As  our  Redeemer  brings. 

4  In  vain  had  Adam  fought, 
And  fearcb'd  his  garden  roUnd3 

Jor  there  was  no  fuch  bleffed  fruit 
In  all  the  happy  ground, 

5  Th'  angelic  hok  above 
Can  never  tafte  this  food; 

They  feaft  upon  their  Maker's  love. 
But  not  a  Saviour's  blood, 

6  On  us  the  almighty  Lord 
Bellows  this  matchkis  grace, 

And  meets  us  with  fome  chearing  word., 
"With  pleafure  in  his  face, 

7  Come,  all  ye  drooping  faints, 
And  banquet  with  the  King; 

This  wine  will  drown  your  fad  complaints ; 
And  tune  vour  voice  to  fine;. 

8  Salvation  to  the  name 
Of  our  adored  Christ: 

Thro'  the.  wide  earth  his  grace  proclaim, 
His  glery  in  the  high'il, 

XVIII, 


Book  III,      S?iA!T0Ai    Songs.      240 

XVIII.     r he  fame. 
»   TESUS  !  we  bow  b-fbre  thy  feet! 
J      Thy  table  is  divinely  ftor'd ; 
Thy  facred  flefti  our  fouls  have  eat; 
'Tis  living  bread  j  we  thank  thee,  Lord  ! 

%  And  here  we  drink  our  Saviour's  blood ; 
We  thank  thee,  Lord !  'tis  gen'rous  wine, 
Mingled  with  love;  the  fountain  flowd 
From  that  dear  bleeding  heart  of  thine. 

3  On  earth  is  no  fuch  fweetnefs  found, 
For  the  Lamb's  flc(h  is  heav'nly  food : 
In  vain  we  fearch  the  globe  around 
For  bread  fo  fine,  or  wine  fb  good. 

4  Carnal  provisions  can  at  beft 

But  chear  the  heart,  or  warm  the  head ; 
Buti  the  rich  cordial  that  we  tafte 
Gives  life  eternal  to  the  dead. 

5  Joy  to  the  Matter  of  the  feaft, 
His  name  our  fouls  for  ever  blefs ; 

To  God  the  King  and  God  the  Pried 
A  loud  hofanna  round  the  place. 

XIX.     Glory  in  the  crefs  ;  or,  net  ajhamtd  of 
Christ  crucified. 

i      AT  thy  command,  our  dear  eft  Lord, 
XjL  Here  we  attend  thy  dying  feait ; 
Thy  Wood,  like  wine.,  adorns  thy  board, 
And  thine  own  fleih  feeds  evry  gueft. 

2  Our  faith  adores  thy  bleeding  love, 
And  trufts  for  life  in  one  that  dy'd ; 
We  hope  for  heav'nly  crowns  above, 
From  a  Redeemer  crucify 'd. 

3  Let  the  vain  world  pronounce  it  fhame, 
And  fling  their  fcandals  on  the  caufe ; 
We  come  to  boaft  our  Saviour's  name, 
And  make  our  triumphs  in  his  crofs. 

4  With 


Book  III.       Spiritual    Songs.        241: 

4  With  joy  we  tell  the  fcoffing  age, 
Fie  that  was  dead  has  left  his  tomb, 
He  lives  above  their  utmoft  rage, 
And  we  are  waiting,  *cill  he  come. 

XX.  The proviftons for  the  tails  of  our  Lord  j 
or,  the  Tree  of  Life,  and  River  of  Love. 

1   X     ORD,  we  adore  thy  bounteous  hand-, 
1    J     And  fmg  the  folemn  feaft, 
Where  fweet  celetlial  dainties  ftand 
For  ev'ry  willing  gueft. 

[2  The  Tree  of  Life  adorns  the  board 
With  rich  immortal  fruit, 
And  ne'er  an  angry  flaming  fword 
To  guard  the  pafTage  to't. 

3  The  cup  (lands  crown'd  with  living  juice; 

The  Fountain  flows  above, 
And  runs  down  Mreaming,  for  our  ufe3 
In  rivulets  of  love.] 

4  The  food's  prepar'd  by  heav'nly  art, 

The  pleafure's  well  refinkl; 
They  fpread  new  life  thro'  cv'ry  heart, 
And  chear  the  drooping  mind, 

5  Shout  and  proclaim  the  Saviour's  love^ 

Ye  faints  that  talle  his  wine  ; 
Join  with  your  kindred  faints  above, 
In  loud  hofdinnas  join . 

■6  A  thoufand  glories  to  the  God 
That  gives  fuch  joy  as  this  : 
Hofanna  !   let  it  found  abroad, 
And  reach  where  Jesus  is. 

XXI.  The  triumphal  fe  aft  for  Christ*/  vie* 
lory  ovsr'fin,,   and  deaths  a?id  hell. 

J I   y^OME,  let  us  lift  our  voices  high, 
\_j     High  ss  our  joys  arife, 


242  Hymns    and  Book  III. 

And  join  the  fongs  above  the  iky, 
Where  pleafure  never  dies. 

2  Jesus,  the  God  that  fought  an  J  bled, 
And  conquerd  when  he  fell, 
That  role,  and  at  his  chariot-v  heels 
Dragg'd  all  the  pow'rs  of  hell.] 

[3  Jesus,  die  God,  invites  us  here, 
To  this  triumphal  feair, 
And  brings  immortal  blefiin^s  down 
For  each  redeemed  guelt.J 

4  The  Lord  !   how  glorious  is  his  face! 

How  kind  his  fmiles  appear  ! 
And,  oh  !   what  melting  words  he  fays 
To  ev'ry  humble  ear  ! 

5  c<  For  you,  the  children  of  my  love, 

<:  It  was  for  you  I  dy'd; 
'■'•  Behold  my  hands,  behold  my  feet, 
"  And  look  into  my  fide. 

6  iC  Thcfe  are  the  wounds  for  you  I  bore, 

"  The  tokens  of  my  pains, 
•■  When  I  came  down  to  free  your  fouls 
"  From  mifery  and  chains. 

[7  u  Juflice  unfheath'd  its  fiery  fwerd, 
"  And  plung'd  it  in  my  heart- 
"  Infinite  pangs  for  you  I  bore, 
"  And  moft  tormenting  imart. 

g   <<  When  hell  and  all  its  fpitcful  pow'rs 
"  Stood  dreadful  in  my  way, 
"  To  refcue  thofe  dear  lives  of  yours, 
<s  I  gave  my  own  away. 

o  "  But  while  I  bled,  and  groan'd,  anddj'd, 
*'  I  ruiivd  fatan's  throne; 
"  High  on  my  crofs  I  hung,  and  fpy'd 
'*  The' monger  tumbling  down. 

7.  z  10  "  Now 


, Book  III.       Spiritual    Songs.       243 

10  "  Now  you  mufl:  triumph  at  my  feaft, 

"  And  tafte  nay  flefn,  my  blood, 
"  And  live  eternal  ages  blefs'd, 
"  For  'tis  immortal  food." 

1 1  Victorious  Goo!   what  can  we  pay 

For  favours  fo  divine  ? 
We  would  devote  our  hearts  away 
To  be  for  ever  thine.] 

12  We  give  thee,   Lord,  our  highqft-praife, 

The  tribute  of  our  tongues ; 
But  themes  fo  infinite  as  thefe 
Exceed  our  nobleli  fongs. 

XXII.     The  coTfipaffion  of  a  dying  Christ. 

I    /^UR  fpirits  join  t'adore  the  Lamb: 
%^J  Ch,  that  our  feeble  lips  could  move 
In  drains  immortal  as  his  name, 

-  And  melting  as  his  dying  love  S 

.  2  Was  ever  equal  pity  found  ? 

The  Prince  of  Heav'n  refigns  his  breath, 
And  pours  his  life  out  on  the  ground, 
To  ranfom  guilty  worms  from  death. 

[3  Rebels,  v.Te  broke  our  Maker's  laws; 
He  from  the  threat'nings  fets  us  free, 
3>ore  the  full  vengeance  on  his  crofs, 

And  nail'd  the  curies  to  the  tree,] 

[4  The  law  proclaims  no  terror  now, 
And  $inai'&  thunder  roars  no  more;  » 
From  all  his  wounds  new  bleffings  flow, 
A  fea  of  joy  without  a  fhore. 

5  Here  we  have  wafli'd  our  cleepell  ftains, 
And  heal'd  our  wounds  with  heav'nly  blood; 
Blefs'd  fountain  !  fpringing  from  the  veins 
Of  Jesus,  our  incarnate  God, J 

6  In 


?44  Hymns    and  Eeok  III, 

6  In  vain  our  mortal  voices  drive 
To  fpeak  compafficn  fo  divine: 
Had  we  a  thoufand  lives  to  give, 
A  thoufand  lives  mould  ail  be  thine. 

XXIII.  Grace  and  glory  ly  the  death  ^Christ. 
[i    Cjltting  around  our  Father's  board, 

kj?      We  raife  our  tuneful  breath; 
Our  faith  beholds  our  dying  Lord, 
And  dooms  our  lins  to  death.] 

2  We  fee  the  blood  of  Jesus  fhed, 

Whence  all  our  pardons  rife  : 
The  firmer  views  th'  atonement  made3 
And  Joves  the  facriflce. 

3  Thy  cruel  thorns,  thy  fhameful  crofs, 

Procure  us  heav'nly  crowns: 
Cur  Ligheft  gain  fprings  from  thy  lofs ; 
Our  healing,  from  thy  wounds. 

4  Ch  !   'tis  impcdible  that  we, 

Who  dwell  in  feeble  clay, 
Should  equal  fufPrings  bear  tor  thee, 
Cr  equal  thanks  repay. 

XXIV.  Pardon  and Jlrength  front  Christ* 

i    T~~ATHER,  we  wait  to  feel  thy  grace, 
j_        To  fee  thy  glories  fhine; 
The  Lord  will  his  own  table  blefs, 
And  make  the  feaft  divine. 

2  We  touch,   we  tafte  the  heav'nly  bread, 
We  drink  the  facred  cup ; 
With  outward  forms  our  fenfe  is  fed, 
Our  fouls  rejoice  in  hope. 

5  We  mall  appear  before  the  throne 

Of  our  forgiving  God, 
DrelVd  in  the  garments  of  his  Son, 
And  fprinkled  with  his  blood. 

4  We 


Book  III.       Spiritual    Songs.        245 

4  We  mall  be  ttrong  to  run  the  race, 
And  climb  the  upper  (ky ; 
Christ  will  provide  our  fouls  with  grace, 
He  bought  a  large  fupply. 

f  j  Let  us  indulge  a  chearful  frame, 
For  joy  becomes  a  feaft ; 
We  love  the  mem'ry  of  his  name, 
More  than  the  wine  we  tafte.] 

XXV.     Divine  glories  and  graces. 

j  TJOW  are  thy  glories  here  difplay'd, 
JTjL     Great  God  !  how  bright  they  fliine, 
While,  at  thy  word,  we  break  the  bread, 
And  pour  the  flowing  wine ! 

2  Here  thy  revenging  juflice  Hands, 

And  pleads  its  dreadful  caufe  ; 
Here  faving  mercy  fpreads  her  hands 
Like  Jesus  on  the  crofs. 

3  Thy  faints  attend  with  ev'ry  grace 

On  this  great  facriiice  ; 
And  love  appears  with  chearful  face, 
And  faith  with  fixed  eyes. 

4  Onr  hope  in  waiting  pofrure  fits, 

To  heav'n  directs  her  fight ; 
Here  ev'ry  warmer  paffion  meets, 
And  warmer  powrs  unite. 

5  Zeal  and  revenge  perform  their  part, 

And  rifmg  fin  deftroy; 
Repentance  comes  with  aching  heart, 
Yet  not  forbids  the  joy. 

6  Dear  Saviour,   change  our  faith  to  fight, 

Let  fin  for  ever  die ; 
Then  fhall  our  fouls  be  ail  delight, 
And  ev'ry  tear  be  dry. 

Z  3  I  Can- 


246  H  y  m  s  s    and  k  III. 

** <%> >t> *4  jHH' ■!■  * *fr** *** ** **  ♦*■ ;:  **  fc  I  L 

T  Cannot  perfuade  myfelf  i  o  put  afn> ' .  -  d  to 
thefe  divine  hymns,  'till  I  have  a 
fpecial  fong  of  glory  to  God  the  Lather,  the  Sen, 
and  the  Holy  Spirit.  Tbo'  the  Latin  name  of 
it,  Gloria  Patri,  be  retained  in  our  nation  from 
the  Roman  church ;  and  thoy  there  ?nay  be  fome 
sxcejfes  of  fuperfiitious  honour  paid  to  the.  words 
cf  it,  which  may  have  wrought  fome  unhappy 
prejudices  in  weaker  Chrijlians ,  yet  Ihelieve  it 
fill  to  be  one  of  the  nobhft  parts  of  Chrifian 
wsrjhip.  The  fubjecl  of  it  is  the  doclrine  of 
the  Trinity,  which  if  that  peculiar  glory  of  the 
divine  nature,  that  our  Lord  Jesus  Christ 
has  fo  clearly  revealed  unto  men,  and  is  fo  ue- 
csffary  to  true  Chriftianity .  The  action  is  praife, 
which  is  one  of  the  mofl  complete  and  exalted 
parts  of  heavenly  wcrjhip.  I  have  cafl  the 
long  into  a  variety  of  forms,  and  have  fitted  it 
by  a  plain  verjion,  or  a  larger  par aphrafe,  to 
be  fung  either  alone,  or  at  the  ccnclufion  of 
another  hymn.  1  have  added  aljo  a  few  ho- 
(annas,  or  afcriptions  of  falvafion  to  Christ, 
in  the  fame  manner,  and  for  the  fame  end* 

$ *  **  *********  ******** *** ******** 

A  fong   of  praife-  to   the    cvsr-blefed  Trinity > 
God  the  Father,  Son,   and  Spirit. 

XXVI.      i ft  IfOug  metre. 
i  yjLefs'd  be  the  Father,  and  his  lor*, 
JD  To  whofe  celeftial  iburce  we  owe 
R.ivers  of  endlefs  joy  above, 
And  rills  cf  comfort  here  below, 

2  Glory  to  thee,  great  Son  r.f  God, 
From  whofe  dear  wounded  body  rolls 

A  pre- 


Book  III,       Spiritual   Songs.       547 

A  precious  ftream  of  vital  blood, 
Pardon  and  life  for  dying  fouls. 

3  We  give  thee,  facred  Spirit,  praife, 
Who,  in  our  hearts  of  iin  and  woe-, 
Makes  living  fprings  of  grace  ariie, 
And  into  boundlefs  glory  flow. 

4  Thus  God  the  Father,  God  the  Soc, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  we  adore, 
That  fea  of  life  and  love  unknown, 
Without  a  bottom,  or  a  Ihore. 

XXVII.       1  ft  Common  metre. 

1  ^~>  Lory  to  God  the  Father's  name^ 
V_J[     Who,  from  our  finful  race, 
Chofe  out  his  fav'rites,  to  proclaim 

The  honours  of  his  grace. 

2  Glory  to  God  the  Son  be  paid, 

Who  dwelt  in  humble  clay, 
And,  to  redeem  us  from  the  dead, 
Gave  his  own  life  away. 

g  Glory  to  God  the  Spirit  give, 
From  whofe  almighty  pow'r 
Our  fouls  their  heav'nly  birth  derive^ 
And  blefs  the  happy  hour. 

4.  Glory  to  God  that  reigns  above, 
Th'  eternal  Three  and  One, 
Who,  by  the  wonders  of  his  love, 
Has  made  his  nature  known. 

XXVIII.      ift  Short  metre. 
1   T     ET  God  the  Father  live 

J J     For  ever  on  our  tongues  1 

Sinners  from  his  fir  ft  love  derive 
The  ground  of  all  their  fongs, 

1  Ye  faints,  employ  your  breath 
In  honour  to  the.  Son, 

Who 


2  4"8  Hymns    and  Book  III. 

Who  brought  your  fouls  from  hell  and  death, 
By  off'ring  up  his  own. 

3  Give  to  the  Spirit  praife, 
Of  an  immortal  (train, 

Whofe  light,  and  pow'r,  and  grace,  convey 
Salvation  down  to  men. 

4  While  God,  the  Comforter, 
Reveals  our  pardon'd  fm, 

O  may  the  blood  and  water  bear 
The  fame  record  within. 

5  To  the  great  One  and  Three, 
That  feal  this  grace  in  heav'n. 

The  Father,  Son,  and  Spirit,  be 
Eternal  glory  giv'n, 

XXIX.  2d  hong  metre, 

i    f^\  Lory  to  God  the  Trinity, 

\J  Whofe  name  has  myfteries  unknown j 
3n  effence  One,  in  perfon  Three  ; 
A  focial  nature,  yet  alcne. 

2  When  all  our  nobleft  pow'rs  are  join'd, 
The  honours  of  thy  name  to  raife, 
Thy  glories  over-match  our  mind, 
And  angels  faint  beneath  the  praife, 

XXX.  2d  Common  7?ietre. 

i   rir^HE  God  of  Mercy  be  ador'd, 
X        Who  calls  our  fouls  from  death, 
Who  faves  by  his  redeeming  word, 
And  new-creating  breath. 

2  To  praife  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit,  all  divine, 
The  One  in  Three,  and  Three  in  One, 
i-c:  faints  aad  angels  jgjq. 

XXXI 


Book  III.       Spiritual    Songs.       249. 

XXXI.  2d  Short  metre. 

1  T     E  T  God  the  Maker's  name 

J j     Have  honour,  love,  and  fear  : 

To  God  the  Saviour  pay  the  fame, 
And  God  the  Comforter. 

2  Father  of  Lights  above, 

Thy  mercy  we  adore, 
The  Son  of  thy  eternal  love, 
And  Spirit  of  thy  pow'r. 

XXXII.  3d  Long  metre. 

TO  God  the  Father,  God  the  Son, 
And  God  the  Spirit,  Three  in  One? 
Be  honour,  praiie,  and  glory  giv'n 
By  all  on  earth,  and  all  in  hsav'n. 

XXXIII.     Or  thus; 

AL  L  glory  to  thy  wond'rous  name, 
Father  of  Mercy,  God  of  Love  : 
Thus  we  exalt  the  Lord  the  Lamb, 

And  thus  we  praife  the  heav'nly  Dove. 

XXXIV.      3d  Common  metre. 

NOW  \ti  the  Father,  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  be  ador'd, 
Where  there  are  works  to  make  him  known., 
Or  faints  to  love  the  Lord. 

XXXV.     Or  thus: 

HOnour  to  thee,  almighty  Three3 
And  everlasting  One ; 
Ail  glory  to  the  Father  be, 
The  Spirit,  and  the  Son. 

XXXVI.     3d Shirt  metre. 

YE  angels  round  the  throne, 
And  faints  that  dwell  below, 
Worfhip  the  Father,   love  the  Son, 
And  blefa  the  Spirit  too. 

xxxvir. 


^;o  Hymns    and  Book  III, 

XXXVII.     Or  thus: 

GIVE  to  the  Father  praife, 
Give  glory  to  the  Son, 
And  to  the  Spirit  of  his  grace 
Be  equal  honour  dene.  - 

XXXVIII.      A  fong  of  praifc  to   the  bhjed 
Trinity.      The  lit  as  the  cxlviii.  Pfalm. 

1  "T  Give  Immortal  praife 

X  To  God  the  Father's  love, 
Tor  all  my  comforts  here, 
And  better  hopes  above : 

He  fent  his  own 

Eternal  Son, 

To  die  for  fins 

That  man  had  done. 

2  To  God  the  Son  belongs 
Immortal  glory  too, 

Who  bought  us  with  his  blood 

From  everlafting  woe : 
And  now  he  lives, 
And  now  he  reigns, 
And  fees  the  fruit 
Cf  all  his  pains. 

3  To  God  the  Spirit's  name 
Immortal  worfhip  give, 
Whofe  new-  creating  pow'r 
Makes  the  dead  (inner  live; 

His  work  completes 
The  preat  delign, 
And  fills  the  foul 
With  joy  divine. 

4  Almighty  God,  to  thee 
Be  endlefs  honours  done, 
The  undivided  Three, 
And  the  myfterious  One  : 

Where 


Book  III.       Spiritual   Songs.       25s 

Where  reafon  fails 
With  all  her  pow'rs, 
Their  faith  prevails, 
And  love  adores. 


XXXIX.     The  2d  as  the  cxlviii.  Pfaim, 

1  r-j"^0  him  that  chofe  us  hrft, 

J_      Before  the  world  began, 
To  him  that  bore  the  curfe 
To  fare  rebellious  man, 

To  him  that  form'd 

Our  hearts  anew, 

Is  endlefs  praife 

And  glory  due.  '  . 

2  The  Father's  love  fliall  run 
Thro1  our  immortal  fongs ; 
We  bring  to  God  the  Son 
Hofannas  on  our  tongues ; 

Our  lips  addrefs 
The  Spirit's  name 
With  equal  praife, 
And  zeal  the  fame. 

3  Let  ev'ry  faint  above, 

And  angel  round  the  throne,, 
For  ever  blefs  and  love 
The  facred  Three  in  One : 

Thus  heav'n  fhali  raife 

His  honours,  high, 

When  earth  and  time 

Grow  old  and  die. 


XL.      The  3d  as  the  cxlviii.  pfalm. 

O  God  the  Father's  throne 
J_     Perpetual  honours  j^iie  j    •« 
Glory  to  God  the  Son,  *'         %g 

To  God  the  Spirit  praife  :  * 


S$2  Hymns    attd  Book  III. 

And  while  our  lips 
Their  tribute  bring, 
Our  faith  adores 
The  name  we  fing. 


T 


XLI.     Or  thus: 

O  our  eternal  Gon, 
The  Father  and  the  Son, 
And  Spirit  all  divine, 
Three  Myfteries  in  One, 

Salvation,  pow'r, 

And  praife  be  giv'n, 

By  all  on  earth, 

And  all  in  heav'n. 

The  HO  S  ANN  A;   or,  falvathn  afcrihed  to 
Christ. 

XLII.     Long  metre. 

1  T  TOfanna  to  king  David's  Son, 
JlX  Who  reigns  on  a  fuperior  throne  ; 
We  blefs  the  Prince  of  heav'nly  birth, 
Who  brings  falvation  down  to  earth. 

2  Let  ev'ry  nation,   ev'ry  age, 

III  this  delightful  work  engage ; 
Old  men  and  babes  in  Sion  fing 
The  growing  glories  of  her  King. 

XLIII.     Common  metre. 

j  T  TOfanna  to  the  Prince  of  Grace; 
XjL     Sion,  behold  thy  King; 
Proclaim  the  Son  cf  David's  race, 
And  teach  the  babes  to  fing. 

2  Hofanna  to  tV  incarnate  Word, 
Who  fejbmjjfc^father  came ; 
A fcj^6,iah't$qn  Lp  the  Lord, 
■\WjfbJcfimgs  on  his  narac, 

xliv, 


Bool;  III.       Spiritual   Sgkgs. 

XLIV.     Short  metre., 

i  T  TQfanna  to  the  Son 

JtjL     Of  David  and  of  God, 
Who  brought  the  news  of  pardon  down, 
And  bought  it  with  his  blood. 

2   To  Christ  the  anointed  King 
Be  endlefs  bleflings  giv'n; 
Let  the  whole  earth  his  glory  flng, 

Who  made  our  peace  with  heav'n, 

XLV,     As  ike  cxlviii.  Pfalm. 

j  T  TQfanna  to  the  King 

XX.  ®£  David's  ancient  blood- 
Behold  he  comes  to  bring 
Forgiving  grace  from  God  : 

Let  old  and  young 

Attend  his  way, 

And  at  his  feet 

Their  honours  lay. 

a  Glory  to  Gon  on  high, 
Salvation  to  the  Lamb  ; 
Let  earth,  and  fea,  and  fty, 
His  wond'rous  love  proclaim  - 

Upon  his  head 

Shall  honours  refl, 

And  ev'ry  age 

Pronounce  him  blefs'd, 


A  TABLE 


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A    TABLE   to  find  any  Hymn 
by  the  Title  or  Contents  of  it. 


Note,  7  he  Letters,  a,  b,  c,  Jtgnlfy  the  firft,  fr- 
eeze!, and  third  Book;  the  Figures  direct  to 
the  Hymn.  If Jfou  find  not  'what  Hymn  you 
f&ek  under  one  word  cf  the  title ,  feck  it  under 
a  nother,  or  by  fome  <vjord  thai  is  of  the  fame 
Signification,  the'  perhaps  not  mentioned  in 
the  title  of  the  Hymn, 


A.  Advocate.  ' See  Chrifi^ 

sf/lron  and  Chrifit       iniercejfiori,. 

*/jf  a-  145-  Mofes  Afeclions  inconfbnt, 
Scjojhua,  b.  121       b.  20.     unfanclificd, 

Abraham's  bleiling  on  b.    165 

the  Gentiles,  a,  6c,  Jf:uied,  Cbrift's  .  com- 
)  13,1 14.  b.  134.  of-  pafiiontothem,&.i25 
fering  his  foil,  a.  129  Afflictions  removed,   a. 

Abfenct  and  prefer; ce  of  S  7 .  fubmitted  to,  a.  5: , 
God,  b.  9 5 .  t; .7 ,  ico.  129.  b.  109.  Support 
From  God  for  ever  and  comfort  Tinder 
intolerable,     b.   107       them,  b.  50,  65.  and 

decefs  to  the  throne  by  death  under  provi- 
a  Mediator,     b.  10S       dence,  a.  83 

Mam  liis  fall,  a.  107.  AJmoftChriB.ia.nih.  158 
corrupt  nature  from  Angels  finning,  b.  24. 
him,  b.  1  :S.,the  firft      ftanding  and  falling. 


ii\:dkcon££jtf\i&„  h.  27.    praife  ye  the 
Adopt  !oiJrWffff^  i 


Lord,  b.  27.  punifh- 
and  eRfltoaf    0.  5$      e^>  and  man  faved, 

b.  06. 


A  Table  cf  Contents.  2ft 

h.  96,  97.  their  mi-  Birth,  firit  and  feccnd, 
niury  to  Cbrifi  and  a.  95,  99.  p£  Cbrifi? 
faints,  b.  iS,  1 1  z,  n  3       Miracles  at  it>  b,  330 

Ambition,  &c.     b.  101  Blejfed  arc  the  dead  irt 

Anger  ofGod.SeeHell,       theLord,a.iS.   (qci- 
IVrath,  Vengeance.  ety  in  heaven, b  .33,75 

Anfvjer  to  the  Church-  Blejfednefs  and  bufinefs 
es  prayers,  a.  30       of  heaven,  a.  40,  41. 

AntickrijV*  ruin,  a,  29,       b.  86.    only  in  God, 
56,59,  See  Enemies.  B.  93,94,  ico 

Apofiate,  b.  158  Blcffing  of  Abraham  on 

Apofiies  commiGon,  a,'     the  Gentiles,  a.  113, 
128  114.  b.  134 

Afcenfton  and  reibrrec-  Blood  and.  fldh  of  6^ri/? 
tion  of  Cbrifi,  b.  76.       is  our  feed,  c.  17,  18, 

Affiance  againft  temp-      the  feal  of  the  New 

tatiens,    a.    15.    32.       Teftament,  c.  3.  the 

b,   50,  65       fpirit  and  water,  c.9 

Ajfurahce  of  heaven,  a.  Baaftiagexcliided,  a. 9 6 
27.  b.  65.  of  the  love  Bodies  frail.     See  £//>, 
ofar^a.14.  b.73.      //<W//,  F/^. 
of  faith,  a.  103  2?W  of  God's  decree?, 

Attributes.       See  GW.  b.  09 

B.  Brc-rdoflifehCbrifi  jC.$ 

TRAbylon  falling, a.  56,  Breathing  towards hea- 
50.      See  Ene?nies.       ven,  b.  23 

Back/tidings     and     re-  Britain  s  God  praifed, 
turns,  b.  20       b.i.  for  deliverance, 

Baptifm,  a. 52.  preach-  b.  92 

ing  and  the  Lord's  Burial,  b.  63.  with 
fupper,  b.  141.  and  Cbrifi  kj.  baptifm,  a, 
circurncifion,  a,  121.  122.  and  death  of  a 
b.  127,  134.    burial      faint,  b,  3 

with  Cbrifi,     a.  122  C. 

Beatitudes,  a.  102  fJAnaan  and  heaven, 

Believe  and  be  faved,  b.   66,   124 

a.  ico  Carnalpys parted  with, 

Believer    baptized,    a.       b.   ic\,„ji.      Reafon 

52,  122      humbled,    a,  11,  12 

A  a  2  GVr«- 


2;6  A  Table  of  Contents. 

Ceremonial,  Set  Law,  fin,  b.  81.  grace  and' 
Types,  Prieft.  glory    by   it,     c.    23. 

Characters  cf  the  chil-  victory  and  kingdom, 
dren  of  God,  a.  143.  b.  114.  his  divine na- 
ot  Chri/t,  a.  146,150.  ture,a.2, 1  3,92.  b.52. 
of  bldlednefs,  a.  102       dwells  in  heaven,  vi- 

Charity  and  uncharita-  fits  the  earth,  a.  76 
blenefs,  a.  126.  and  Enjoyment ofhim,b.i$j 
love,         a.  130,  133        16.  his  eternity,  a. 2, 

Ckil.'ren in  the  covenant       92.  example,  b.  139. 

cf  grace,  a.  113,114.       excellencies,    a.    52. 

devoted  to   God,   a.  b.   47. 

121.  b.  127  Faith  arid  knowledge  of 

Chrifl.  Set  Lord  and  him,  a  103.  his  fie Ih 
slaron>  a.  145.  and  and  blocd  our  food, 
Adam,  a  124.  his  a-  c.  17.  18.  found  and 
(fcenfion,  b.  76      bro't  to  the  Church, 

Beatific  fight  of  him,  b.  a.  7  1 

75.  beloved  defcri-  Kis  glory  in  heaven,  b. 
bed,  a. 75.  the  bread  ci.  Gcd  reconciled  in 
of  life,  c.  ?       hirn,b.i48.  grace  gi- 

His  care  of  the  young  ven  us  in  him,  a.ig7. 
andfeebie,a.  1 25,138.  b.  40 

and  the  Church,feek-  High-prieft  and  King, 
ingt  finding,  <&c.  See  a.  6 1 .  his  human  and 
Church,  coming  to  divinenatuFe,  a. 2, 13. 
judy;e,a.6i.  his  com-  16.  humiliation  and 
minion,  b.  103,  104.  exaltation,  a.  i,  63, 
communionwithhim,  141,  142.  b.  5,  4;, 
a.  66,71.  andiaints,  8;,  S3,  84.  c. 10, 16 
a. 67,  76.  c.  2.  com-  His  incarnation,  a. 3, 1 3. 
pared  to  inanimate  interceffioo,  b.  36,37, 
things, a. 146.  hisco-  1 18.  invitation  to  fin- 
ronation  and    efpou-       ners,  a.    127 

fals,  a  72.  his  crofs  The  King  at  his  table, 
not  to  be  afhamed  of,  a.  66.  his  kingdom 
c.io.  crucified, God's  among  men,  a.  3,  21. 
\vifdomandpewer,cio      knowledge  and  faith 

David's  Son,  a.  16,  50,       in  him,  a.    103 

hh  death  caufed  by  The 


A  Table  of  Contents.  257 

TheXamb  of  God,  a.  1,      furred-ion,  b.  72,  76. 


64.  his  love  to  the 
Church,  a.  14.  17. 
under  defertior^b.  50. 
fhed  abroad  in  the. 
heart, a.  135.  to  men, 
a. 92.  lifted  up,a,  11  1 
Miniftered  to  by  angels, 
b.  112,113.  miracles 
at  the  birth  ofCkrift, 


is  our  hope,  a.  26. 
refmrection,  life,  and 
death  miraculous,  b. 
137.  revealed  toman, 
a.  10.  to  babes,  a.n, 
12.  righteoufnefsand 
ftrength  in  him,  a. 
84,85,97.  righteous 
nefs  valuable,  a.  109 


b.  136.  miracles inhis  His  facrifice,    b.    1.42. 
life,  death,  and  refur-       and  interceffion,     b. 


reclicn,  b.  137.  and 
Mofes,    a.  118.    149 

Names  andtitles,a.i47, 
148.  nativity,  a. 3, 1 3 

Obeyed  or  refifted,a.9  3 . 

his  offices,  a. 149, 150, 

b,   132 

Pardon  and  ftrength 
from  him,  c.  24.  Our 
PafTover,  b.  155.  his 
perfon  glorious  and 
graeious,a.7^.  b.47. 
our  Phyfician,a.  112. 
his  pity  to  the  ainicled 
and  tempted,  a.  125. 
his  priefthood,a.  145. 
b.  118.  his  prefence, 


118.  falvation,  righ- 
tecufnefs,  &  ftrength 
in  him,  a.  15,84,85-, 
97,  98.  our  fanctifi- 
cation,  a.  97,98.  fa- 
tan  at  enmity,  a.  107, 
faints  in  his  hand,  a, 
138.  our  Shepherd ? 
a.  8,  142.  the  fub- 
ftance  of  the  types,  b. 
12..  fent  by  the  Fa- 
ther, a.  100.  b. 103, 
104.  hisfufferings,c, 
16.  and  godly  far- 
row, b.  9,  106.  and 
glory,  a.  1,62,63,  b. 
43,81,83,84,   c.  10 


See  Prefence.  pro-  Kis  tides  and  kingdom, 
phecies,  and  types  of  a.  13.  triumph  over 
him, b. 135.  Prophet,  ourenemies,a.28,2(;. 
Prieft,  and  King,  a.  types  and  prophecies 
25.  b.   132.         Our      of  him,  b.  \y$ 

Prophet  and  Teach-  Victory  over  fatan.  a. 
er,  a.  93.      89.     death  and  heli, 

Redemption.     See  lie-       c.  21.  unfeen  and  be- 
deeiner.    rejected  by      loved,  a.  ic8 

the  Jews,  3,141.  re-  Wifdomof  God,  a.  92. 
A  a  3  our 


2$$  A  Table  of  Contents. 

our  wifdom  and  righ-  Companion  of  a  dying 
teoufnefs,  a.  97,  98.  Chriji,  c.  21.  to  the 
worfhipped    by    the       afflicted,  a.   12?. 

creation,  a.  62  Complaint    of    a    hard 

Ghrifliah.  See  Saints,  heart,  b.  98.  ofde- 
Spiritual,  &c.  reli-  fertion  and  temptati- 
gion  its  excellency,  ons,  b.  165.  of  dul- 
b  131.  almoft,b.i58.  nefs,  b.  24.  of  in- 
virtues  161       dwelling  fin,  a.  115. 

Church.  See  IVorfhip,  of  ingratitude,  b. 7  4. 
Saints,  Spiritual,  its  of  floth  and  negli- 
iafety  and  protection,       gence,         b.   25,    32 

a.  8,  39.  b.  64,  92.  Condemnation  by  law, 
its  enemies  (lain  by  a.  91 
Chriji,  a.  28,29.  con-  Condefcen/ion  to  our 
verfing  with  Chriji,  worlhip,  b.  45.  af- 
p/s.  feeking,  finding,  fairs,  b.  46 
calling,aniwering.  a.  Confejjivn  and  pardon 
66 — 7  [,  under  God's  a.  tgl 
care,  a.  56.  efpoufals  Ccnfcience  good,  the 
with  Chrifti  a.  72.  the  pieafurescf  it,  b, 
beauty  in  the  eyes  of  57.  fecure,  and  a- 
Chrifli2..*]2.  the  gar-  wakened,  a,  ii£ 
den  of  Chriji,     a.  74  Conftancyvn.  the  gofpel,  - 

Circumcijion  aboliihed,  b.  4 

b.  134.  and  baptifm,  Contention  and  love,  a. 

a.  i2i.  b.  127.  130 

C loathing  fpiritual,    a.  Conversion,   a.  104.    b, 

7,  40       159.  the  difficulty  of 

Comfort  in  the  covenant      it,   b.  161.    delayed, 

with  Chriji,    b.   40.       a.  88. — 91.    the  joy 

reitcred,  b.  73.     See      of  heaven,       a.  ioi 

Pardon,    in  foxrtfws  Gonviftfon^i fin by  tfce 

of  mind   and  body,       law,  a  94,  115.    by 

b.   co,  6>       the  crofs of  C/trift,  b. 

Communion  with  Cbrift  Hi,  9  c 

and  faints,  a.  2.  be-  Qorrupt  nature  from  jf- 

tween  Chrift  and  the       ^;.v,    a.  ji.    b.  120 

Church,  a.  66 — 71.  Covenant  of  grace, a. 9. 

b.   15,   16  children 


A  Table  o 
children  therein,  a. 
113,  114.  fealed  and 
fworn,  a.  139.  c.  3. 
hope  in  it,  a.  139. 
made  with  Chriji  our 
comfort,  b.  40.  of 
works.  SeeZtf-xuand 
C-ofptL 

Covet  oufoefs,  &c.  2.24, 
b.  $6,   101 

Courage  and  conftancy, 
^  a.  14,  15,48.  b.4,65 

Creation,  a.  92.  b.  7  1, 
147.  new,  b.  130. 
prefervation,  &c,  of 
this  world,         b.  1  3 

Cr-eatures  praife  the 
Lord,b.7i.  love  dan- 
gerous, b.  48.  God 
above  them,  a,  82. 
their  vanity,    b.  146 

£Vc/}  of 'Chriji  is  our  glo- 
ry, c.  19.  repentance 
fiowingfrom  it,b .  106. 
faivation  in  it,  b.  4. 
crucifixion  to  the 
world  by  it,  c.  7 

Cu  rfe  an  d  promife,  a.  1 07 

Cujhm  in  fin,  b.  160 
D. 

T\  ringers  of  our  earth  - 

jy  pilgrimage,b. 5  3 

cf  death  and  hell,  b. 

5c,      of  love  to  the 

creatures,  b.  48 

Darknejs    difpelled   by 

ChrijTs  prefence,    b. 

54.  cf providence,  b. 

109 


f  Contents.  2  -9 

Day  of  grace,  and  time 

of  duty,  a.  88.       of 

judgment,  a.  45,61, 

64,  89,  90 

Dead  In  the  Lord,  their 
bleffednefs,  a.  18.  to 
fin  by  the  crofs  of 
Chriji,  a.    106 

Death.  See  Chriji.  and 
afflictions  under  pro- 
vidence, a.  83.  terri- 
ble to  theunconverted 

a,  91.  made  eafy  by 
the  fight  of  (j£rzji,c. 
I4.b.3i.  byafightof 
heaven,  b.66.  God's 
prefence  in  it,  b.  49  D 
117.  our  fear  of  it,b. 
31.  defireable!  a.  19. 

b.  61.  overcome,  a, 
1 7 ,  triumphed  over, 
a.  6,  b.  no.  prepa» 
redfor,  a.  27.  b.  63. 
ofafmner,a.24.  b.2, 
and  burial  of  a  faint, 
a.  18.  b„  3.  and  eter- 
nity, b.28.  and  glo- 
ry,a.i  io.  b.61.  and 
therefurrection,  b.  3, 
102,110.  o£MoJes3.t 
God's  command,  b, 
49 .  dreadful  and  de- 
lightful, b.  52. 

Deceitfidnejs  of  fin,  b, 

150. 

Decrees  of  God,  a.  n9 

12,  96,  117.     b.  99. 

Deity   of  Chriji,    a.  2, 

13,  92.  b.  51. 

Delay 


a6o  A  Table  of  Contents. 

Delay  of  converfi on,  a.  eternal,  b.  67.  over 
88 — 91.     b,  25,  32       the  fea,  b.  70 

jD<*//£/6/inworihip,b.i4.  Doubts  and  fears  fup- 
inGcd5b.42,    incon-       prefs'd,  b.  73 

verie  with.  Chrift,  b,  Dulnefs  fpi ritual,  b.25 
15,   16  E. 

Deliverance,  b.  3.  See  WArih,  no  reft  on  it, 
Ene?nies, Church,  and  b.  146.  andheaven, 
fubmiffion,    a.    119.  b.  10,  11,  5*3 

from   fpiritual     ene-  Effupon   of  the  Spirit, 
mies,a.47.  b.  65,82  b.  144 

Dependence.  See  Faith.  Eleclion  excludes  boaft- 

Defertion  and  tempta-       mg,a.c,6.  frce,a.u, 
tion  complained   of,       12,54,117.    See  2)*- 
b.  163       crees. 

Dejtre  of  Chriji\  pre.  End  of  the  world,  b.164 
fence,  b.  100.  See  Enemies  of  the  Churdi 
more  in  Heaven*,  disappointed,  b.  91. 
Chrift's  love,  he.  92.     falvation   from 

Defpair  and prefumpti-  ■  thera,b.82.  triumph- 
on,  a.  1 15.  b.  1 56, 157       ed  over  by  Chrift,  a. 

Devil  vanquilhed,a.  58  28,29.  See  Church, 
See  Viftory.  Babylon,  Michael. 

Devotion    fervent  defi-  Enjoyment  oi  Chrift,  b> 
red,  b.  32       15,  16.  SeeWcrJhip. 

D ijjiculty  of^converfion,  Enmity  between  Chrift 
b.   161       and  fatan,        a.  107 

Dijfolution  of  this  world  Envy  and  love,    a.  130 
b.   13  Efpoufals  of  the  Church 

Difeafe.     SeeSicknefs.       to  Chrift,  a.  72 

Difte?nper,  folly  and  Eftablijhment  in  grace, 
madnefs  of  fin,  b.153'  b.  82 

DiftinguiJJping  iove,    a.  Eternity  of  God,  b.  17. 

11,  12,  96,  117.   b.      of  his  dominion,   b. 

96,  67.       67.  anddeath,  b.28. 

Divine.  See  God,  Deity  fucceeding  this  life, 
<&<:.  b.  55.     See  Heaven, 

Dominion  of  God  and       Death. 

our  ddiysrance,  b.3.  Evening  and   morning 

hymns, 


A  Table  of  Content's.  2'6t 

hjicns,  a.  79,80,81.  Fellowjhip.      Sec  CoM- 

b.    6,   7,  8        munio?i. 

Exaltation.    SzzChrift,  Fervency  of  devotion  d'e- 

G  lory,  Sufferings, i;c.       fired,  b.  3  4 

Example  of  Ckrift,   b.  7V«w  faved,  b.  158 

139.  of  faints, 0,140.  jF/<?/&  and  blood  of  £"/ ;-/'/? 

Excellency  of  the  Chri=       the  beftfood.c- 17,18. 

ftfan  religion,  b.  1 3 1       our  tabernacle, a.  no. 

F.  and  fpirit,        b.  143 

TPJith   in    things  un-  F<Wfpiritual,  a.  67, 68, 

feen,a.i20.   b.129.       74.'  b.  15.  SezFeaJl. 

and     knowledge     of  Folly ,  and   madnefs  of 

Chrift,  a.   103.    love      fin,  b.  153 

and  joy,  a.  108.  and  Forbearance.     See  Pa- 

unbelief,  b.  125,    li-       iience. 

ving  anddead,a.i40.  Forgivenefs.     See  Par* 

affiiled   by  fenfe,    b.       don. 

141.  itsjoy,b.i62.  in  Formality  in  wormip, 
Chrijl  our  facrifice,b.  a.  126 

142.  andfalvation,a.  Frail.  SzzLife,Healtfi, 
100.  of  affurance,  a.  Forget  fulnefs,  b.  165 
103.  and(ight,a.no.  Frailty  and  folly,  b.  32 
b.145.  triumphing  in  Fr^.  See  Grace,  E° 
Chrijl,  a.  14.  for  par-       leclion. 

don  and  fanctificati-  Freedom  from  fin  and 
on,  b.  90.  faith  and  miferyinheaven,b.86 
reafon,       b.  87,  109  Funeral  thought,  b.  63 

Faithfulnefs   of    God's       See  Dm^,  £«r/*/, 
promifc-s.  6,40,60,69  G. 

r"W/  of  angels  and  men,  flArden  o&Chrift  is  the 
b.  24.    and  recovery         church,  a.  74 

of  man,  a.  1 07 .  b.  78 .  Garment  of  falvation,a. 

Fears  and  dou'bts  fup-  7.  20 

prefs'd,  b.  73  G entiles, CkriJivtvzalzA 

Feajl  of  love,  a.  68  .  of  to  them,  a.  10,  13,50. 
triumph,c.2i.  ofthe  c.  13,14.  Abra.ham's 
gofpel,  a.  7 .  c.  1 2,  20,  bleffing  on  them,  a„ 
made,  and  gueits  in-  113,  114.     b.  134 

vited,  c,  13  Glorified  martyrs   and 

faints  ? 


262    .  A  Table  of  Contents. 

faints,  a.40, 41.  bo-  111.  dwells  with  the 
dy,  b.  no.  humble,  a.  87 

Clcry  and  death, a.  1 10.  Eternity,  b.  17.  eternal 
b.61.  See  Heaven,  of  dominion,  b.  67.  e- 
God  above  our  rca-  verlafting  abfence  in- 
fon,  b.  87.  of  Ckrift  tolerable,  b.  100, 107 
in  heaven,  b.91.  See  Far  above  his  creatures, 
Chr'ift.  and  grace  by  a.  82.  the  Father, 
the  death  otCkriJJ,  c.  Son,  and  Spirit,  c.26 
23.  justification  and  — 41.  his  faithful- 
fan#ification,a.3.  to  nets  to  his  promifes, 
the  Father,  Son,  and  b.  60,  69 

Holy  GhoO:,  c.  26 —  Glory  and  defence  of 
41.  of  God  in  the  £/<?»,  b.  64.  his  glo- 
gofpel,  b.  126.  and  ry 's above  our  reafon, 
grace  in  the  perfon  of  b.  87.  his  goodnefs, 
Chrijly  b.  47.  and  b.  58,80.  his  grace, 
fuiferings  oiChriJi.b.  See  Grace,  govern- 
43.     See  Sufferings,      ment  from  him,    b. 

Glorying  in  the  crofs  of  149.  holinefsjuftice, 
Cbrifl,  c.  19       and  fovereignty,  a.  80 

CW  all  and  in  all,  b.93,  Invifib!e,b.  26.  inc©m- 
94.  his  abfence.  See  prehenn&le,b.87,i7o 
Abfence.  his  attri-  His  kingdom  fiipreme, 
butes,  b. 51, 166, 169.  b.  115.  his  love  in 
glorified  byCbrifi,  b.  fendinghisSon,a.ioo 
126.  c.  10.  theaven-  And  our  neighbour  lo- 
gerof  hisfaints,b.i  15       vcd,  a.  116 

Care  of  his  church, a.  39.  Our  portion  or  chief 
condefcenfion  to  hu-  good,  b.93.  94.  his 
man  affairs,  b.  36.  to  power,  b.  80.  good- 
our  worfhip,  b.  45.  nefs,  b.  6,  7,  8.  his 
the  Creator  and  Re-  praife.  See  Praife. 
deemer,  b.  35.       prefenceinlife  and  at 

Our  delight,  b. 42.  our  death.b.i^.  SeePr*- 
defence,a.  47.  domi-  fence,  preferver  of 
nion  over  the  fea,  b.  our  lives,  b.  6,  7,  8, 
70.  dominion,  and  19.  promife  and  truth 
our  deliverance,    b.      unchangeable,  a.  1  qo 

Sight 


A  Table  of  Contents.  26*3- 

Sight  of  him  weans  us       converting,  b.  139.  in 


from   earth,    b.    <■*. 

fovereign,        b.  170 
Terrible  maje My,  b.22. 

and  mercy,  b.  80.  his 

truth,  b.  60.  69 

Vengeance,  b.  44,  62. 
Unity  and  trinity,  c. 

26 — 41 
Kis  word,  a.  5  3 .  wrath 

and  mercy,       a.  42. 
Gcodnefs  of  God,  b.58, 

74.    See  Grace,   and 

power  of  God,  a.  42. 
b.  80. 


exerciie,  c.  25".  jufti- 
fies,  a.  94.  fanctifies 
andfaves,a.in.  not 
conveyed  by  parents, 
a.99.  all-funicient  in 
duty  and  fufferings, 
a. 25,32, 104.  given 
ia.Chrift9  a.  137.  co- 
venant,a.9.  children 
in  it,  a.  113, 114.  and 
liolinefs,a.i32.  elect - 


Gofbel  1: 


c.  12. 


Se< 


mg,  a.  54.  its  free- 
dom and  fovereignty, 

a.  n,  12,96, 117.  b. 
96.  97.  and  glory  in 
the  perfon  of  'Chrifl, 

b.  47.  adopting,  a. 
64.  perfevering,  a. 
5 1;  prornifes,.a.7,9. 
throne  acceffible  by 
Oi/?,b.  36,37, 108. 

Gratiiii'de  for  divine  fa- 
vours, b.  116 
Great  Britain's  God 
praifed,  b.  1 
H. 
ed  againft,  a.  118.  TJJppfnefs.SeeBIeJed, 
Heaven,  Hardneft 
of  heart,  b.  98 
a.  10.  attefted  by  mi-  Hatred  and  love,  a.  130 
racks,  a.  128.  b.136.  Health  preferved,  b,  69 
137.  its  glorious  ef-  7,8,19.  reftored,a. 55 
feels,                 b.   238  Heaven  andearth,b.io. 


Grace,  Feaft.  invita- 
tion and  provifion,  a. 
7.  c.  20.  timss  their 
b!efiednefs,a.  io".  See 
Scripture.  glorifies 
God,  b.  126.  no  li- 
berty to  fin.  a.  ic6, 
132,  140.  not  alha- 
med  of  it,  a.  103,  c. 
10.  and  law,  a.  94. 
b.  120, 121, 124.  fm- 


its  diiTerentfuccefs.a. 
ri9.b.i44.  miniftry, 


Gover?i?rient  from  God3 

b.  149. 

Grace  and  glory  by  the 

death  of  Chrijty  c.23 . 

of  the  Spirit,  a,  10 z. 


11,  53.  and  hell,  a. 
45.  invifible  and  ho- 
ly, a.  105.  meditati- 
on of  it,  b.  161.  joy 
there  for  repenting 
fianersj 


264  A  Table  of  Contests, 

dinners,  a.  101.  its  Hope  of  the  living,  &t 
bleffediiefs  and  bufi-  83.  gives  light  and- 
nefs,  a,  40,  41.  the  ftrength,  b.  129.  in 
hope  of  it  our  fup-  the  covenant  a.  139, 
port,  b.  65.  its  pro-.  *  of  heaven  by  CkrijV% 
fpecl  makes  death  ea-  refurrecY:on,  a.  26. 
fy,  b.  66.  wcrihip  of  of  heaven  our  fup- 
ithumble,b.68.  free-  port  under  trials,  b. 
dom  from  fin  and  mi-  65 .  of  the  Refurrec- 
fery  there,  b.86.  ho-       tiorit  b.  3,   no 

pedfor  byCbrift'sre-  Hofanna  to  Chrift  y  a. 
furrection,  a.  26.  in-  16.  c-  42,  <hc. 

fured  and  prepared  Human  affairs  cond-e- 
for,  a.  27.  Chrift'%  fcended  to  byGod,b. 
dwelling-place,  a. 7  6.  46.  nature  oi  Chrift, 
b.  91.    fight  of  God  a.  13,  23 

and  Chrift  there,  b.  Humble,    God's  dwell- 
33.      blefled    fociety       ing,  a.  87.     enlight- 
there,  b.  23.  defired,       ened,  a.   n,   12,50. 
b.  68       worfhip   of    heaven, 

Heavenly    mindednefs,  b.  68 

b.  57.    joy  on  earth,  Humiliation.  SezChrift, 

b.  15,  30,  59       Sufferings,  &Ci    and 

//*//  and  death,  b.  2«  prayer  public,  a.  30 
and  judgment,  a.  45,  Humility  and  pride,  a. 
107.  b.  62.  or  the  127.  and  meeknefs,a. 
vengeance  of  God,  b.  102.  in  Leaven,  b.  68 
22,  44.  the  holy  fear  Hypccrify  and  fincerity, 
of  it,  b.  107       a.  136.  hypocrite, or 

Heze&iah'sfong,   a.  55       almoit  Chriftian,    b. 

Holy,      See  Spirit.  1 58 

Holinefs.       See  Grace,  I. 

Spiritual,  Santtifica-  ^Eaioujy  of  our  love 
tion.  and  fovereign-  ^  to  Chrift,  a.  78 
ty  of  God,  a.  82,86.  fefui.  See  Lori, Chrift. 
andgrace,a.i32,i40.  Jews.  See  Mofes,  Gof- 
its  characters,  a.  102      pel,  Chrift,  Gentiles. 

Honour  vain,  b.  10 1.  Ignorant s  enlightened, 
to magiflratcs,  b.149  a*  lx»   I? 


A  Table  of  Contents, 
■  and  ur, fruit-       b.62.  Chriji  cc 

fuinefo,        "    b.   165       to  it,  a.   61 

Impenitence,        b.  125  JuJiice,&£.ofGod,a.&6 

Incarnation   of  Chriji,  Juftification^.i^.  See 

a.  2,  3,  13,  60       Pardon,  by  faith  net 

Incomprehenjihle    God,       by  works,  a. 94, 109. 

b.  87.   2®AInvlfible,       fanc"tification,a.7,28, 

b.   26       80,85.    b.  0.0.     and 

Inconjiancy  of  cur  love,       glory,"        -        a.   3 

b.   20  K. 

Infants.    See  Children.  JTIngdonz  and  titles  of 
Ingratitude  complained  Chriji,  a.  13.     of 

of  b.   74       Chriji among  men,  a. 

/^ir^f/^^andprophe-       21.65.  ofGodeternal, 

cy  b.    1 51       b.63.  iupremerb.i  15 

Injlitutionot theLord's  Knowledge  and  faith  in 

Supper,  b.    1       Chriji, ^..10^.   laving 

Infufficiency     of      felf-       fromGcd,a.i  1,12,93 

righteoufnefs,  b.  154  L. 

Intepcejfwnoi Chriji ,  b.  J  --/^thatwasflain.a. 
36,  37,  118  1.2 5 ..62.  SteChriJi. 

Invitation  of  Chriji  an-  Z^at' convinces  of  fin,  a. 

fwered,  a.  70.  of  the       15.  condemns,  a. 04, 

gofpelv,  a.  79, 127.  c.       and  gofpd,    b.  120, 

13, -20       121,124,  and  gofpei 

John  the  baptifTs  mef-       finned  againft,  a.  128 

fage,  a.  50  2>t-7/z<:<z/prieftlioodfu2- 

JoJJoua,  Jar on  .and  Mo-       filled  in Ghrift,  b    12 

7^,  b.    124  I^frailandfuccee:. 

J^Vy,  faith,  and  love,  a.       eternity,  b.  ^.   pre- 

ig3.  of  faith/b.  162.       ferved,  b.  6',  7,  8,  19. 

f^r.^/partedwklv;:       ihort,    frail,    mifera- 

10,11.  heavenly  upon       tie,  a.  82.    b,  39.50. 

earth,  a.  135.  h.  30,       the  day  of  grace  and 

59.     Spiritual    reiio-       hope,  a.  88 

red,  b.73.    See  more  Light  and  falvation  by 

in  Delight,  Co?nfcri,       Jefus  Chriji,    a.  50. 
Judgment  day,    g„  4;-,       in    darknefs    by    the 

65>89;9.o.   andhell,      prefence  of  God,  b, 
Bb  - 


$66  A  T^!c  of  Contents. 

5  4 .  given  to  th  e  blind ,  M . 

a.  ii,    12  \/XAdnefs\  folly,  and 
hong-fufferance.        See  ~  diftemper  of  fin, 

Patience  i  b.    153 

Jefus  at  his  own  ta-  Magifi  rates  honoured , 

, ;-.  66.  c.  1 ;.  flip-  h.    149 

per,  preaching,   and  Mafefiy  of  God  terrible, 

baptifna.bil/}!.    fup-  b.  22.  62 

7  ;     inftituted,    c.    i.  Malice  and  love,  a.  130 

day,  a.  72.    delight-  7Hist#faved,  and  angels 

fal;  b.  14.    table  pro-  puniihed,  b.  96,  97. 

vided  for,  c.  20.    See  mortal  andvain  a.S 2. 

more  hi  Chrljl.  fall  and  recovery,  rc7 

ttz  eo£  Ck'rtft  unchange-  Martyr  dew,  a.  14.  b.4 

able, a.  14.39.  ikea  a-  Martyrs    glorified,     a. 

broad  in  the  heart,  a.  zo,  41 

1:5.    its  banquet,  a,  Maty  the  virgin's  fong, 

68.C.13.  o£-Cbr(fth\  a.  60 

words  and  deeds,  a.  McdidtarXht  way  to  the 
77.       of    Cbrifi     its       throne  cfgrace,b.  108 

ftrength,  a.  78.    un-  Meditation  of  heaven, 

feen*a.io8.  toChrift,  b.  162.  and     retire* 

b.ioo.    to  God  plea-  ment,                     b.  122 

at  and  powerful,  b.  Memory  weak,     b.  165 

38.    and  hatred,   a..  Memorial  of  rtir  abfent 

j:o.  faith  and  joy. a.  Lord,  c.  6. 

io3.   and  charity,  a,  Mercks  national,  b.   1, 

133.  ufGodinfend-  11  1.         See     Grace, 

inghisSon,a.  ico.  b.  Wrath,   Thanks, 

303,104.  t'oGodai  d  MeJJiah    born,    a,     60. 

ourneighbour,  a. 116.  come,                  b.    12 

Ligion  vain  without  Michael**  war  with  the 

o 

it,  a.  134.  peace  and       dragon,  a.    58 

meeknefs,  a.  102.   of  Minijlers    cemmiffion, 
Ctrl,:  dying,  c  4,  22.  a. 

toGodinconftant,  b.    '  ("angels, b. 18. 

20.    to  the  creatures       of  the  s  a.  to 

as.bi/S.  di-  Mrfe ry  and  fin  banifhed 
iiingui flii a g. a .  1 3 , 1  2 .      from  heaven,  b .  8 & 

b.  96,  97  and 


A  Table  cf  Contents.  267" 

and  fhortneis  of  life,  November   5th,    a  fong 
b  39.  wkhoutGoilin       of  praife,  b.  92 

the  worlJ,  b.  56.    of  O. 

fmners.    See  Sinngr,  QBedienee      evangeli- 
Death,   Hell.  cal,         a.  140,  142 

Morning   and    evening  #/i  age,    and  death  q£ 

iongs,  a.  79,  Bo,  81.       tlieuneGnvei*ted,a.ci 

b.  6,  7,  8  Offence  not  to  be  given, 

Mortality  and  vanity  of  a.  126 

man,  a.  82  Cy?«:f /  and  operations  of 

Mortification     to     the       the  Holy  Spirit, b.  139 

world  by  the  %Ht  of      and  of  Ckrift,  a.  1 46 , 

God,  b    41.    by  the  150.  b,  132 

croili  QiCkrift,  b,  1,  Olive-tree,  the -wild  and 

6.    c.  7       good,  a.  114 

Mofes  and67?r{/?,a.49,  Ordinance?,  See  /Tjr- 
Il8.  Af?/kr  dying,  b.  /&//>,  Lord's  Supper, 
40.  Aaron  and  j^-  Original  (in,  a,  57.  Sec 
/»#*?,  b.  124.       Adam,  Nature, 

Morning       See    £W-  p. 

plaint.  Repentance.     "QAinr,  comfort  under 

MyfierUs  revealed,   a,  them,  b.  50 

11,   12  Paradife  on  earth,    K 

N.  30,  $9 

Jtfdtitnal mercks and  Pardon  a  fufHd^r;  o£ 
thanks,  b.  1,  in,      k,  b.  85,  '  and 

Nativity  QtChrijl,*.  2,       feillon,  a,   131.    and 
3,  13      (Ircngth  fro; 

Nature  ar.d  grace,    a.      c.  24-  at  a 

104.  corrupt  ■from,-*'-      dear  price,  c.  4.    v 
,WW",  a.   57.    b.    128        jtanclifk    :ici 

Neigkbpur  and  Cod  lo-  a,  9.  b.  90,  Ore.  ?hi 
ved,  a.  116       to  our  ienies,     c.  ::. 

Ne^v  ccvev2^tCc?A^d.c.  Parents   and  chii. 
3,  pro:niics,a.7.  fong       a3  113,  114.    convey 
a.  1.    creature,  a   9.       not  grace,  a.  99' 

teftament  in  the  bleed  Pajbver,  Chrijl  is  our-, 
ci  Chriji,  c.  3.   crea-  b.    155 

tion,  a.  95.    a.  130..  Pajjion,       See     Ckrffl.9 
birth.   -  a.  91  £?./- 


A  Table  of  Contents. 
Suffering*}      Anger,       the  creation, b.7  r.  tc 
Love*  the  Redeemer,   b.  5, 

Patience  Tinder  affiicYi-       21*29, 35, 70.  to  the 

ens, "a. 5.  129.  b.  109,       Trinity,    c.    26 — 41. 

of  God  producing  re-       for  creation  and  re- 

Qtanc6,  b.  74,  105       denspticn,         b.    5  ^ 

Pence  of  confcien.ee,  b.  Prayer  and  praife,  a.  1. 
57.  and  contention,  for  deliverance  an- 
a.130.    See  Comfort,       fv.-erea,  a.   30 

Joy .  p  r  ea  ch  //ag,bap  1  i  fm ,  and 

P  erf  colons  »f  God,  b.  the  Lord's  flipper,  b. 
166 — 169.     pe-rfeve-  141 

ring  grace,  a.  26,  32,  Prc^tftj-nation'.    See  £- 

PerfiHo£Cifrift'-gJioritius  Preparation  for  death, 
&  gracious, a. 7  5. b. 47       a.  27.      See  Death. 

Perfection,  courage  Ptefumpiion  and  de- 
under  it,  a.    14       fpair,  a.  115.  b.  156, 

Pharifse  and  publican,  157 

a.   131  P refeneeof  God  inv?or- 

Pilgr  be  faints,       fr.ip,  b.  45.    light  in 

b.   53       darknefs,  b.  54.     in 

Pleafure  o£  a  good  con-  death,  a.  19.  b,  31, 
fcicnce,  b.  57.  of  re-  49,  c.  14.  in  life  and 
ligion,  b.  30,  59.  fm-  death,  b.  117.  or  ab- 
ful  forfaken .  b.  1  o,  1 1 .  fence  of  ChriJ},  b .  5 o . 
their  vanity  and  dan-  •  of  Chrifi  m  worfhip, 
ger,  b.  101       a.  66.    b.  15,  16.    c. 

Poverty  of  fpirit,a.io2,  15.  of  God  our  life, 
127  b.  93,  94,  100 

Po<ujero{God,a..S6.*.nd'PrefervatioB  of  this 
wifdom  mCbrifttru-  world, b.  13.  of  our 
cifiedj.b,  126.  c.  ro.  -graces,  a.  51 .  cf  our 
and  goodnefs  of  God  lives,  b.  6,  7,  8,  19 
awful,'  a.  42.  b.  80  Pride  and  humility,  a. 
-     imperfect     on  u,  12,  127 

ear th .  b .  5 .  for  daily  P  r icf!  0  5 d le vi tical  e-neU 
protection  amd  prefer-  mg  in  ChriJ},  b.  12. 
vat;  n ,  b;6,  7 ,-  8 .  from       of  Ctrift,  b.  118 

angels,  b.  27.     from  Prc->- 


A  Table  cf  Contents,  26*9 

.-.'/  repenting,  a.  Recrtfefy  from  fickngfs, 

;  123  *■  55 

Profit,    and   unprofita-  Reconciliation  to   Gcci 

bleneil.  a.  1 1 8 .  b.  1 65       in  C£r^?,  b .  1 48 

PrpmfedMzfiizh  bcrn,  Redemption  in  Chrifi^  a. 

a.  60,  107,  134       97,  98.    b.  7L'.  and 

Pro^ifes  of  the  cove-  protection,  b<  82.  by 
nant,a.  9, 39.107.  See  pr.ce,c.4.  and  pow- 
Script ure .,'  and  t r 11th  ef .0.29.  !See  Ct riji . 
cf  Gcd  unchonge-  Rtgeiteratibn,  a.  95.  b. 
able,  a.  139.  curie-  i^o.  S^QEk.cJiojf^- 
curity,  b.  40,  60,  69       d:ption  Sancrijicathn 

Prophecies  and  types  cf  Rftigk  1  neglected,  !>-. 
Chriji,  b.  135.  and  3  2.  vain  without  love, 
inspiration,      b.   150       a. 134.  Cliriiiian,the 

Pr^^W/yandadveriiiy  excellency  cf  it,  b. 
a.  5.   vain,  b.  56, 10 1       431.   revealed.     See 

P  rot  eel  ion  from  fpirifa-       Go/pel,  Scripture. 
al  enemies,  b.  82.  cf  Rev: emb ranee  oi  Chriji., 
the  church,  a,  8,  22,  c.  6 

23.     See  Church.         Repenting  prodigal,  2, 

P  rovidence,b .  46  .extcu-  123 

ted  by  Chriji,  a,  1  *  Repentance from  Godos 
over  afnictions  and  goodnefs  and  pati- 
death,a.S3.  itsdark-  ence,  b.  7  \,  so.'f.  and 
nefs,  b .  109 ,  profpe-  humiliation,  a, 8  7 .  at 
rous  and  afflictive,  a. 5     .  the  crofs  of  Chriji,  b, 

Provijhns .  See  Go/pel,  9,  106.  and  irnpeni- 
LorcTs  Table.  tence,  b.  125.    gives 

Public  ordinances.  See  Joy  to  Heaven,  a.  1  o  t 
Worflyip.  Rejignation.     See  Sub- 

P  ublica-fi  and  pharifee,       mi  (ft  on. 

a.   131  Refurreclion,    a.  6.    b. 

PtmiJbmentioziiVL.  See  102,110.  See  Death , 
i7<?//,        a.  100,  118       Chriji,  Heaven. 

R  .  Retirement  andmeditn- 

^^CgChriftian,a.48.      tion;  b.  122 

b.  53  R.e  turns    and   Back/ii- 

R.eafonitth\z^>.%t].  car-  ,     dings,  b.  20 

nai  humbled,a.ii,i2  #m> 


2?o  A  Table  of  Contents. 

Heve!ationo£Chrift.See       in  Chrift,2..  137;  Sec 

Gentile ,  Gofpel.  Chrift,  Crofs.   Lrrace, 

-■y  and  love.  a.  130       Heaven,-  Light,    Re* 

Rich  miner  dying,  a .  2  4.       </?£#*,    Right  eoufnef. 

b.    56.  Sanclification,  juftifiea- 

RicLes  their  vanity,  b.       tion  and  glory,  a.  3. 

56,    101       and    pardon,     a."    o. 

Right eottfnefsLkftrebgth      through  faith,  b.  90 

mChrift, a. 84,8^,97,  Satan  MidCbrift  at  en- 

98.  ofG^r(/?valuable,       mity,  a.  107.    his  va- 

a,ico.  our  robe, a. 7.       rious  temptations,  b. 

20.    and  felf-righte-       156,157.  conquered 

oufnefs,  a,  131.    cur       by  Chrift,  b.  89.   See 

owninfofficient,  b  i  5  4       Devil. 

S.  Scripture,?.  53.  b.  u8\ 

CJJbbatb  delightful,  b.-      of  the  gofpel. 

14.  Sacrament.  See  £ftf  under  the  dominion 

Baptifm,  Lord's  Sup-       of  God,  b.   70 

per.  Sealing  and  wkneffing 

Sacrifice  of  Chrift ,b.  1 42       Spirit,  a.    144 

andinterceffion,b.ii3  Secure   and    awakened 

Safety  of  the  Church,       finner,  a.   115 

a.  8,   22,  23  Security  in  the  promi- 

Sainis.       See.  Church,       fes,        bi  40; -60,  69 

Spiritual.   God  their  Seeking  after  Chrift,  a. 

inger,  b.  115.  and  67.  71 

pocrites,    a.    136,  Self  -  right  eoufnefs  ^.x^i 

140.    their  example.       mfufficie&t,     b.    if^ 

b.  1  40.  characters  of  Senfe  affi'fting  cur  faith, 

them.  a.  143.    in  the  b.   141 

handofc7^r//?,a.i38.  Senfual   delights   dan- 

fecurity,  b.  64.     be-       gerous,  b.  n,  12,  48 

lowed  in  Chr if ,  a.  54.  Serpent  brafen,  a.  112 

adopted,  a.  64.  death  Shepherd  Chrift  and.  his 

and  burial,  b.  3.     in       pailures,  a.  67 

ovy,  a. 40,4 1.   com-  Short nefs,    frailty    aha 

m'union,  .   c.  2      miieiy  oi  life,  b.  37, 

Salvation .  b .  8  3 .  of  the  39,   58 

worlt  of  miners,    a.  Si.  k  :.v/}o::r:covcry,a.s ; 

L04.  by grace,a.  n  1 .  5^/ 


A  Table  of  Contents,  2JZ 

Sight  of  God  mortifies       105.    his  death  terri- 
ustothe  world,  b.  41.       ble,  a.  91.  b.  2 

of  Cbrijl  beatific,  b.  Sloth  fpiritual  com- 
i63  75.  and  faith,  a.       plained  of  b.  25 

110,120.  b.  129, 14?.  Society  in  heaven  blell- 
of  Chrijl  makes  death.      ed,  b.  53 

eafy,        ■  c.    14.  Son  equal  with  the  Fa- 

»S7;;/£Wsfong,a.!9.c.i4       ther,b.52.  Seec7/;/v/?0 
Sinai  and  Si  on,  b.  152  Sons  of  God,  a,.  64 ,143, 
Sincerity  and  hypocri-       elect  and  new-born, 
iy,  a.  1 36  a.  54 

Sin  the  caufe  oiChrijVs  Song  of  angels,  a.  3,  of 
death,b.8i.  and  mi-  Simeon,2L. lo.c.i/^.  of 
fery  banifhed  from  Zeclariah,  a.  50.  of 
heaven,  a.  105.  b.86\  Mofes  and  the  Lamb, 
original,  a.  57.  par-  49,56.  of  Hezekiab, 
donedandfubdued,a.  a.  55.  ofSolo?7ionp&- 
9, 104. b. 90.  indwell-  raphrafed,a  6i — 78, 
ing,a,ii5.  its  power,  of  the  virgin  Mary,  a, 
a./£.  b.  86.  the  ruin  60.  for  Nf vektbe'r '.$% 
of  angels  and  men,  b.  b.  92 

24.  cuitominit.b.  160.  Sorroiv.SeeRepejrtance, 
*  folly, madnefs  and di-       comfort  under  it,   b, 
/temper  of  it,  b.  153.       50,69.  fcr  the  dead 
conviction  cf  it  by  the       relieved,  b.   3 

Jaw,  a.  115.  againft  Sovereignty,  a,  86.  See 
the  law  and  gofpe.1,  a.  Grace,  Election,  God, 
1 18.  crucified,-?*.  106,  Soul    feparate.  Sec 

deceitfeinefs  of  it,  b.       Death,  Heaven, Hell. 
1  ?o  Spirit  breathed  after,  a. 
Sinning  and  repenting,       74.  b.34.   water  and 
b.   20      blood, c. 9.  hisoffices, 
Sinful  pleafures  forfa-      b.  #133.      witneffing 
ken,  b.  io,  11       and  fealing,    a.  144. 

Sinner  the  vileft  faved,       its  fruits,  a.  102 

z.  104.  and  faints  Spiritual  enemies,  deft- 
death,b.i2i.  invited  verance,  a.  47.  b.  65, 
to  Chriji,  n,  127 .  ex-  82.  warfare,  b.  77, 
eluded  heaven, a,  104,  pilgrimage,b,53.  ap- 
parel., 


2/2  A  Table  of  Content*. 

parel,  a.  7.  20.  race,  blood  oiChrifi,  c,  3 
a.  48.  flbth  and  Jul-  Thank/giving  for  viclo- 
r.efs  b.  25,  34.  joy,b.  ry,b.m.  formercies, 
73,7.5.  meat,  drink,  b.  116.  national,  b.  1 
and  cioathing,  a.  7,  Throne  of  grace.  bee 
food.      See  Feaji,       <      Grace'. 

Stats   of    nature    and  Thunderer)  God,  b.62 
grace,  a.  104  7;/a*  redeemed,   a.  £3. 

Storm.      See  Thunder.       ours,     and    eternity 

Strength  from  heaven,  a.       G.  d"::,  b.  67 

1  j,  32,48.  righteouf-  7rr*  of -Life,  c.  8.  and 
nels  and  pardon  in  River  of  Love,  c.  2Q 
Chrifi, a. 84, 85.  c.24  Trinity  praifed;  c.26— 

Sub  mi  fp  on  and  deliver-  41 

ance,a.i29.  to  afflic-  Trials  on  earth,  and 
tions,      a.  5,  b.  109       hopeof  heaven,  b. 65 

Succefs  of  the  gofpcl,  a.  Triumph  overjcleatli,  a. 
11,   12,  119.    b.  144       6.  b.no.    offaithin 

Sufferings  {or  Chri ft,  a.       Chrift^.\^,  atafeaft, 
102.     See  Chrijl.  c.21.    of  67; W/?  over 

Supper  oiiho.  Lordinfti-       our  enemies,       a.  23 
tuted,  c.  1.    baptifm  Trujl.     See  Faith, 
and  preaching,b.  1 41  Truth  and  Fromifes  of 

Support  under  trials,  b,       6' od unchangeable, a. 
50,   65       139.10.60,69.    types, 

Sj;;ipathj,'o{C/;ri/i3a..i2$       b.12.  and  prophecies 
T.  tfChrJfi,         b.  135 

<J~^^  of    the  Lord.  V. 

See  Z,W.  yjin  profperity,  b.  56, 

Temptations,   hope  un-  101 

'der  them,  a.  139.  of  Value  of  Chriji  and  his 
the  world,  b.  10 1.  of  righteoufnefs,  a.  109 
the  devil,  b.  65,  156,  Vanity  and  mortality  of 
157.  and  defection  man, a. 82.  ofyouth, 
complainedof, b,  163       a. 89, 90.  ofthecrca- 

Temptcd,  ChrijVs  com-       tures,  b.  146 

pafliontothem,a.  12$  Vittory,  a  thankfgiving 

Terrors  ot  death  to  the      forit;b.3.  overdeath, 
unconverted,     a.  91       a.  17,  fin  and  fcrrow, 

Teftdment)  new,  in  the  a.  14. 


A  Table  cf  Contents.  27"$ 

a.  14.  cf  Chrijl,  over       preached,  a.  10,  1  rcj. 

fatan,   a.   58.    b.  89.       SzzGcfpeLScripture. 

See  Enemies.  World  crucifixion  to  it 

/'7r/^.rChriitiaii,b.i6i.       by  the  crofs,  c.  7.   the 

See  Holir.efs,     Love,       temptations  of  it,  b. 

Saint,  Spiritual.  107.  its  end,  b.  164. 

I/«W/V/*and£iith.a.ioo       mortification  to  it  by 

b.125.  pimifhed.aiiS       thiefightofGod,b.4i. 

Uncharitablenefs      and       its  creation,  b.   147. 

charity,  a.  126       prefervation,-     b.  1*3 

Unconverted  flate,     b.  Worjkip  of  heaven  hum- 

icq.     death   terrible       ble,b.63.  profitable, 

to  them,  a.  91       b.123.  condefcended 

Unfruitfulnefs,   b.  16 j       tobyGod,b.$  $.ChriJt 

Unjanclijied   affections',       prefent  at  it,  a. 66.  b. 

b.    165       15,16,  c.i ;.  accepted 

Vnfeen  things,  faith  in       thro'  Chrijl, b.  36,37. 

them,  a.  120       formalityinit,  a.136. 

W.  delightful,  b.  14 — 17 

Jf/'Anderiiig  '  affecli,-  Wrath   and    mercy    of 

ons,  b.  20      God,  a. 42. b. So.  See 

Thoughts  in  worfhip,  a.       6W,  .#>//. 

136  y. 

^r/^ChrliaJan,b.77  ^^  &  ^r^  eafy,  a. 
Water t  the  Spirit,    and  127 

the  blood,  c.  9  Tenth,  its  vanities,a.89, 

JT^/tfamts  encouraged       90.    advifed,     a.  91 

by  Chrijl,  a .  1 2  5 .    by  Z . 

th?  Church,  a.  126  p^Echariah's  fong,  and 
Weaknefs  our  own,  and         J^w'smeffage,  a.\o 

Chrijl   our  ilrength,  Z^W  in    the  Ghriilian 

a.    15       race,a.48.b.i29.  and 

XViJdom   and  power  of      love, a. 14.  foftftegof- 

God  in  Chrijl  cruci-       pel, a.  103.  b.4.    the 

fled,    c.  -10.     carnal       want  of  it,  b.  25.  a- 

humbled,  a.  11,12  gainit  fm,b.  106.  for 
Wiinefing    and    fealing       God,  b.  -ji6 

Spirit,  a.  144  Zi:i2  glory  &  defence, 

Word  of  God,,  a.   53.       b.   64.     See  Church* 

A   TABLE 


A  TABLE,  of  the  Scriptures  thlt 

are  turned  into  Vcrfe 


In  the  F  i  r  3  t  B  o  o  k 
Hymn. 


Hyma 


h.    »,  9, 

ii.  14,16.17.  70 

??!•      J'2, 3,4,5.71 
111.      2.- 72 

,v-      I,  IO,   7.    73 

iv.  12,14,15.  74 

V.      I.. yd 

v.  9,; ,75 

v;-    1,2,3,12.76 

v'J.    5>  9,  12.  77 

viii.  -5,8,  13.  7g 

lfaiah  v.    2,7,  jo.    I0 

«*    a*  6,  7.    i3 

«vi.    1,  2,  be*  8 

Kvi.  8,  20. —  :3 

XXXVjiii,   9,     dr.— Jj 

x'-27,  28, dv,  32 

the- fame        48 

xjv,  7. — ; 8r 

Xl7.21,    25.  84 

"The  fame         S; 

xlixi*3, 14,6(7.39 

Hi.ic,io,  12.141 

]i».   6,9,  12.  143 

fr.     1,2,  6v.    7 

The  fame  9 

'    lVi|.-  1?,  16.-37 

Jxl.  IO.- 2O 

Jxjjj.    1,2.3,^.28 

li"i.    4,5,6.7.29 
lfaiah 


A  Tabic  of 

Scrlpturcs,  6c.                275' 

H> 

-mil . 

Hymn. 

Ifa.    Ixv.  20,- 

-91 

Acts  xvi.  14,   33.      21 

J     ".  -o         J  J  J       /*  -, 

S  T 

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